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 Thailand and from Shanghai.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Davy DMX to the disco 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 The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
Radiohead,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hasil Adkins,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Count Five,
48th St. Collective,
Rufus Thomas,
T. Rex,
Von Mondo,
Anthony Braxton,
Frankie Knuckles,
Massinfluence,
Schoolly D,
Don Cherry,
Babytalk,
Gabor Szabo,
Jacques Brel,
Black Pus,
Reagan Youth,
The Names,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Colin Newman,
Andrew Hill,
Underground Resistance,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kurtis Blow,
Rekid,
JFA,
Visage,
Aswad,
Laurel Aitken,
Sonny Sharrock,
Interpol,
OOIOO,
Yellowson,
Alton Ellis,
Janne Schatter,
Fugazi,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Saints,
Amon Düül,
Ponytail,
The Stooges,
Matthew Halsall,
Man Parrish,
Jawbox,
Suburban Knight,
The Beau Brummels,
Grey Daturas,
Anakelly,
Urselle,
Brothers Johnson,
Procol Harum,
The Raincoats,
Joe Finger,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Slave,
Moebius,
DJ Style,
Lou Reed,
Animal Collective,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.