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 Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Neil Young to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Spandau Ballet,
Icehouse,
Neu!,
Maleditus Sound,
The Knickerbockers,
Public Enemy,
DJ Sneak,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Zero Boys,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Babytalk,
John Holt,
David Axelrod,
Mandrill,
The Happenings,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Walker Brothers,
The Zeros,
UT,
Josef K,
The Fall,
Essential Logic,
The Martian,
The Fire Engines,
Marvin Gaye,
Scott Walker,
Gang Starr,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Saints,
Roxy Music,
cv313,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Harmonia,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Music Machine,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Easy Going,
E-Dancer,
Deakin,
Sister Nancy,
CMW,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gong,
The Neon Judgement,
Sight & Sound,
Charles Mingus,
Skaos,
Lindisfarne,
The Wake,
Nas,
X-102,
the Germs,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Marmalade,
Soul Sonic Force,
Symarip,
Jeff Mills,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.