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 San Marino and from Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 808 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 Anakelly to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
The Barracudas,
LL Cool J,
Max Romeo,
Jacques Brel,
Judy Mowatt,
Aswad,
Negative Approach,
The Durutti Column,
The Evens,
In Retrospect,
Donny Hathaway,
Smog,
Dead Boys,
Lebanon Hanover,
Wire,
Intrusion,
Morten Harket,
Goldenarms,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Subhumans,
Brass Construction,
the Association,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Spandau Ballet,
Tears for Fears,
Todd Rundgren,
The Toasters,
Albert Ayler,
Johnny Osbourne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Youth Brigade,
Saccharine Trust,
Neil Young,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Seeds,
Eden Ahbez,
Electric Prunes,
Von Mondo,
David McCallum,
Amazonics,
Mantronix,
Q and Not U,
Piero Umiliani,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Stooges,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Vogues,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
John Holt,
Matthew Bourne,
Thee Headcoats,
Harmonia,
Liliput,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Alison Limerick,
Terrestrial Tones,
Mandrill,
Blake Baxter,
Black Moon,
The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang.
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.