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 Iran and from Salvador.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Ronan to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Bill Near,
Grey Daturas,
Deepchord,
the Soft Cell,
Pylon,
Eric B and Rakim,
Flamin' Groovies,
Newcleus,
The Blackbyrds,
Kerri Chandler,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Fire Engines,
DNA,
Sound Behaviour,
The Shadows of Knight,
Silicon Teens,
Icehouse,
Tears for Fears,
The Star Department,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jesper Dahlback,
Moss Icon,
Roger Hodgson,
Junior Murvin,
Slave,
Negative Approach,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Guru Guru,
Khruangbin,
Rod Modell,
Dark Day,
Nils Olav,
Matthew Bourne,
Monks,
Man Parrish,
James White and The Blacks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Drive Like Jehu,
Connie Case,
Susan Cadogan,
Amazonics,
Saccharine Trust,
Cybotron,
Dawn Penn,
Cluster,
Marvin Gaye,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
New York Dolls,
The Grass Roots,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Livin' Joy,
The Knickerbockers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Whodini,
The Invisible,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Niagra,
Aural Exciters,
The Gories,
Don Cherry,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.