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 Yemen and from Philadelphia.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Popol Vuh to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Dorothy Ashby,
Alphaville,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Big Daddy Kane,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wasted Youth,
The New Christs,
Pulsallama,
Soulsonic Force,
Unrelated Segments,
Terry Callier,
Laurel Aitken,
PIL,
Judy Mowatt,
Fluxion,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Electric Prunes,
Marc Almond,
Cluster,
JFA,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eric Copeland,
Faust,
Stereo Dub,
Andrew Hill,
Moebius,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ken Boothe,
Ronnie Foster,
Lou Christie,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Young Rascals,
Section 25,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The American Breed,
Faraquet,
The Martian,
Swell Maps,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Siglo XX,
The Last Poets,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kayak,
the Swans,
Nation of Ulysses,
Zapp,
Chris Corsano,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Oblivians,
Nils Olav,
Wings,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Danielle Patucci,
Cymande,
Marvin Gaye,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.