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 Peru and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 theremin 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 Arcadia to the dance 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 UT. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dirtbombs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
Q65,
The Invisible,
Black Bananas,
Eric Copeland,
The Leaves,
Albert Ayler,
Althea and Donna,
The Knickerbockers,
Gang Gang Dance,
U.S. Maple,
James White and The Blacks,
Siglo XX,
Tropical Tobacco,
Organ,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ultravox,
Electric Prunes,
Von Mondo,
Lakeside,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Guru Guru,
Tears for Fears,
Public Enemy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gabor Szabo,
Can,
Saccharine Trust,
Nick Fraelich,
London Community Gospel Choir,
World's Most,
Bobby Womack,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eden Ahbez,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dawn Penn,
John Coltrane,
Barry Ungar,
Ponytail,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gang of Four,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Scion,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Blues Magoos,
The Misunderstood,
Arthur Verocai,
Iggy Pop,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kurtis Blow,
Andrew Hill,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Aaron Thompson,
Todd Rundgren,
Quando Quango,
Quantec,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.