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 Zambia and from New York.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Model 500 to the jazz 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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Goldenarms,
Sun City Girls,
Black Moon,
Alison Limerick,
Marc Almond,
The Slits,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Letta Mbulu,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gang of Four,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Royal Trux,
Funkadelic,
CMW,
The Raincoats,
Swell Maps,
OOIOO,
Shoche,
Mark Hollis,
the Bar-Kays,
Scrapy,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Modern Lovers,
Joensuu 1685,
Blancmange,
Lou Reed,
Matthew Halsall,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Trumans Water,
Negative Approach,
Judy Mowatt,
Hasil Adkins,
Leonard Cohen,
Alton Ellis,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Smoke,
the Soft Cell,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Leaves,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Josef K,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mad Mike,
Make Up,
Symarip,
Angry Samoans,
Television,
The Angels of Light,
Pantaleimon,
Dual Sessions,
Radiopuhelimet,
Guru Guru,
The Kinks,
D'Angelo,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Durutti Column,
Stereo Dub,
The Index,
Curtis Mayfield,
Big Daddy Kane,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.