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 Uruguay and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 K-Klass to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Durutti Column. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Holt,
Blancmange,
The Residents,
Magma,
Agent Orange,
Moss Icon,
Lucky Dragons,
The Sonics,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jandek,
Bizarre Inc.,
Matthew Halsall,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Stereo Dub,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Brass Construction,
Rufus Thomas,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
a-ha,
Nils Olav,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Minor Threat,
Half Japanese,
Ludus,
Buzzcocks,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kurtis Blow,
MC5,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Count Five,
The J.B.'s,
Sugar Minott,
ABBA,
T. Rex,
Cheater Slicks,
The Red Krayola,
Sonic Youth,
The Blackbyrds,
Ultra Naté,
Bluetip,
Thompson Twins,
Scientists,
Throbbing Gristle,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Yusef Lateef,
Funkadelic,
Cluster,
The Leaves,
Johnny Clarke,
Flipper,
Bobby Hutcherson,
the Soft Cell,
Soulsonic Force,
Simply Red,
Deadbeat,
Slick Rick,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Aural Exciters,
Peter & Gordon,
Young Marble Giants,
cv313,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.