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 Malawi and from Milan.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Procol Harum,
The Slits,
The Cure,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Marvin Gaye,
The Motions,
Eli Mardock,
Yaz,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Stereo Dub,
Neil Young,
Derrick Morgan,
Graham Central Station,
The Blackbyrds,
Spandau Ballet,
A Certain Ratio,
Tim Buckley,
The Fugs,
a-ha,
Loose Ends,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Model 500,
Youth Brigade,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kayak,
Darondo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Parry Music,
Carl Craig,
F. McDonald,
Duran Duran,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Royal Trux,
These Immortal Souls,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marmalade,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Maleditus Sound,
The Sonics,
Bob Dylan,
The Toasters,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ice-T,
Iggy Pop,
Lyres,
Goldenarms,
Anthony Braxton,
Country Teasers,
Schoolly D,
Massinfluence,
the Bar-Kays,
Agent Orange,
Tropical Tobacco,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
MDC,
Gang Gang Dance,
Slick Rick,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.