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 Namibia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Franke to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Five Americans,
Scan 7,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Donald Byrd,
Country Teasers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Radiopuhelimet,
Electric Light Orchestra,
B.T. Express,
Bang On A Can,
Cymande,
Magma,
The Mojo Men,
Traffic Nightmare,
Goldenarms,
the Germs,
Skaos,
The Selecter,
Eric Copeland,
The Blues Magoos,
a-ha,
Sound Behaviour,
Eric Dolphy,
The Moody Blues,
Nick Fraelich,
Icehouse,
Moss Icon,
Ohio Players,
Swell Maps,
Marshall Jefferson,
Connie Case,
Peter & Gordon,
Television Personalities,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jimmy McGriff,
Slick Rick,
Dorothy Ashby,
Mark Hollis,
The Techniques,
Bizarre Inc.,
Hashim,
Japan,
T.S.O.L.,
Fear,
The Barracudas,
Matthew Bourne,
Jacob Miller,
Average White Band,
Parry Music,
Franke,
Mandrill,
Freddie Wadling,
The Trojans,
DJ Sneak,
E-Dancer,
Joe Smooth,
Andrew Hill,
Roger Hodgson,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.