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 Burkina and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bobby Byrd to the punk 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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Nik Kershaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
The Mojo Men,
Grey Daturas,
Electric Prunes,
UT,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nik Kershaw,
Boredoms,
Kenny Larkin,
The Knickerbockers,
Massinfluence,
Toni Rubio,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Livin' Joy,
The Music Machine,
8 Eyed Spy,
Terry Callier,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nation of Ulysses,
Stetsasonic,
The Blues Magoos,
The Gun Club,
The Seeds,
Donny Hathaway,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sonny Sharrock,
Dorothy Ashby,
James White and The Blacks,
The Barracudas,
Yellowson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Soft Cell,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bobby Byrd,
Kas Product,
World's Most,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Soul II Soul,
48th St. Collective,
Scratch Acid,
Pierre Henry,
Outsiders,
The Doors,
Qualms,
B.T. Express,
The Dave Clark Five,
Joensuu 1685,
Bootsy Collins,
Joe Finger,
Cameo,
Althea and Donna,
Yusef Lateef,
Surgeon,
the Normal,
Mantronix,
a-ha,
Fat Boys,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Whodini,
Gang of Four,
R.M.O.,
The Gap Band,
Excepter,
One Last Wish,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.