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 Chad and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Country Teasers to the electroclash 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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rapeman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
the Sonics,
ABBA,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Henry Cow,
The Cure,
Drexciya,
Deakin,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ken Boothe,
Barbara Tucker,
Gichy Dan,
Kayak,
Lungfish,
The Motions,
Rites of Spring,
Ohio Players,
D'Angelo,
Fatback Band,
The Slackers,
Bill Near,
Tres Demented,
Cecil Taylor,
Audionom,
Malaria!,
The Neon Judgement,
The Fall,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Clear Light,
Marvin Gaye,
Alton Ellis,
The Divine Comedy,
Lalann,
Chris Corsano,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Detroit Cobras,
Flamin' Groovies,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Funky Four + One,
Q and Not U,
Hasil Adkins,
Lucky Dragons,
Swans,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rufus Thomas,
OOIOO,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Victims,
Fugazi,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Desert Stars,
Al Stewart,
Underground Resistance,
Harry Pussy,
Byron Stingily,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fad Gadget,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.