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 Germany and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
the Soft Cell,
Essential Logic,
Lindisfarne,
Aaron Thompson,
Kevin Saunderson,
Aural Exciters,
Cymande,
Ornette Coleman,
The Electric Prunes,
The Cramps,
Isaac Hayes,
Rekid,
New Order,
Gerry Rafferty,
EPMD,
Dual Sessions,
Jeru the Damaja,
Heaven 17,
Gang Gang Dance,
Derrick Morgan,
The Music Machine,
Jacques Brel,
Livin' Joy,
Organ,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bad Manners,
Radio Birdman,
Eric Dolphy,
Half Japanese,
Suicide,
Gastr Del Sol,
U.S. Maple,
The J.B.'s,
Big Daddy Kane,
Supertramp,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Grey Daturas,
The Offenders,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ponytail,
Drive Like Jehu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Subhumans,
Tim Buckley,
JFA,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Smoke,
Bauhaus,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Dave Clark Five,
Junior Murvin,
Danielle Patucci,
Leonard Cohen,
New York Dolls,
Spandau Ballet,
The Trojans,
Frankie Knuckles,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ice-T,
Technova,
Panda Bear,
Negative Approach,
The Monks, The Monks, The Monks, The Monks.
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.