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 Serbia and from Jakarta.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Fugazi to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ 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 snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
Alison Limerick,
Jawbox,
The Neon Judgement,
CMW,
Pantytec,
Lou Christie,
DJ Style,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Wings,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pussy Galore,
Angry Samoans,
Arcadia,
Quadrant,
kango's stein massive,
Radio Birdman,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Association,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Golliwogs,
Soul II Soul,
Nick Fraelich,
Desert Stars,
Amon Düül,
Talk Talk,
Barrington Levy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Girls At Our Best!,
Newcleus,
Laurel Aitken,
The Blackbyrds,
Lucky Dragons,
Hashim,
The Techniques,
Idris Muhammad,
Von Mondo,
Harmonia,
Brick,
The Slackers,
Buzzcocks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Dead C,
Ornette Coleman,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Popol Vuh,
Arthur Verocai,
Young Marble Giants,
Public Enemy,
Leonard Cohen,
Letta Mbulu,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Marmalade,
Youth Brigade,
Scott Walker,
Alton Ellis,
Jerry's Kids,
Unwound,
Graham Central Station,
Nils Olav,
Moebius, Moebius, Moebius, Moebius.
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.