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 Togo and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Cowsills to the electroclash 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 The Smoke. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doobie Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
The Buckinghams,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sight & Sound,
Stetsasonic,
Intrusion,
Sparks,
The Victims,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bobby Byrd,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fat Boys,
Reuben Wilson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Joey Negro,
Rod Modell,
June Days,
Smog,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lalann,
Unrelated Segments,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Shoche,
X-Ray Spex,
Bobby Womack,
Skarface,
Interpol,
Marvin Gaye,
Girls At Our Best!,
DNA,
Harmonia,
Urselle,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Josef K,
Moss Icon,
Marmalade,
Half Japanese,
Matthew Halsall,
Pet Shop Boys,
Isaac Hayes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Gories,
Trumans Water,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Roy Ayers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Organ,
Pagans,
Scan 7,
Mark Hollis,
FM Einheit,
The Black Dice,
Pulsallama,
Outsiders,
a-ha,
Pantaleimon,
ABC,
Joe Finger,
Monolake,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.