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 Ivory Coast and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Mexico City.
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 arpeggiator 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 Underground Resistance to the jazz 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 Eric B and Rakim. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia 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?
Accadde A,
cv313,
The Electric Prunes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Aloha Tigers,
Soft Machine,
Ornette Coleman,
Circle Jerks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Junior Murvin,
Quadrant,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Cal Tjader,
Funky Four + One,
Fatback Band,
Public Enemy,
New Order,
K-Klass,
Andrew Hill,
Crime,
The Knickerbockers,
Au Pairs,
The Move,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Minor Threat,
Maurizio,
Soul II Soul,
Skarface,
Nils Olav,
The Buckinghams,
Henry Cow,
Alice Coltrane,
Soulsonic Force,
The Velvet Underground,
Amon Düül,
The Motions,
The Fuzztones,
Dual Sessions,
Archie Shepp,
Joey Negro,
Ultra Naté,
Radiohead,
The Divine Comedy,
ABBA,
Severed Heads,
Joyce Sims,
AZ,
Bob Dylan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lakeside,
David Bowie,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Peter & Gordon,
The Alarm Clocks,
Agitation Free,
Adolescents,
The Associates,
Black Flag,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.