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 Korea North and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 sitar 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 Kayak to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source 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?
Juan Atkins,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Faust,
The Busters,
New Order,
Lalann,
Marshall Jefferson,
Henry Cow,
New Age Steppers,
John Coltrane,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Martian,
The Beau Brummels,
Stereo Dub,
David Bowie,
The Flesh Eaters,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bronski Beat,
Scratch Acid,
Bobby Sherman,
Blancmange,
Maurizio,
Morten Harket,
Agitation Free,
Young Marble Giants,
Visage,
The Buckinghams,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gang Gang Dance,
Theoretical Girls,
Rosa Yemen,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
KRS-One,
The New Christs,
Guru Guru,
H. Thieme,
Amon Düül,
The Pretty Things,
Sixth Finger,
Massinfluence,
Robert Wyatt,
the Association,
Panda Bear,
Aloha Tigers,
Easy Going,
Janne Schatter,
Animal Collective,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lakeside,
Jeff Lynne,
Flipper,
Half Japanese,
Maleditus Sound,
The Barracudas,
The Gories,
Japan,
Man Eating Sloth,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.