Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Monaco and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing L. Decosne to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Pagans,
The Sonics,
The Electric Prunes,
The Music Machine,
Pulsallama,
Dennis Brown,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Arcadia,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Knickerbockers,
Blancmange,
Pussy Galore,
Rapeman,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Das Ding,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Cowsills,
The Toasters,
The Move,
Mad Mike,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Cure,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Slick Rick,
Barrington Levy,
OOIOO,
Bill Near,
Nils Olav,
The Kinks,
These Immortal Souls,
The Gap Band,
Underground Resistance,
Josef K,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Remains,
Goldenarms,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Carl Craig,
Angry Samoans,
Livin' Joy,
The Dead C,
Letta Mbulu,
Sonic Youth,
The Index,
Joensuu 1685,
Judy Mowatt,
Second Layer,
The Wake,
Cybotron,
Trumans Water,
Harry Pussy,
Black Flag,
Jesper Dahlback,
Loose Ends,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Brick,
The Beau Brummels,
Audionom,
10cc,
The Skatalites,
Niagra,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.