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 Uzbekistan and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rekid to the jazz 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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jimmy McGriff,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ultra Naté,
Fela Kuti,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Neil Young,
Cymande,
Wasted Youth,
Franke,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Motions,
Japan,
The Buckinghams,
K-Klass,
June of 44,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gang Starr,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Erasure,
Matthew Bourne,
John Holt,
These Immortal Souls,
Country Teasers,
UT,
Blancmange,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Unwound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tom Boy,
Animal Collective,
Idris Muhammad,
Roxette,
Circle Jerks,
Matthew Halsall,
Janne Schatter,
Harmonia,
John Coltrane,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Henry Cow,
Danielle Patucci,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sarah Menescal,
Deadbeat,
Niagra,
Little Man,
Lower 48,
Howard Jones,
Siglo XX,
The Monks,
The Martian,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Fear,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
Soul Sonic Force,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.