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 Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson to the punk 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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Q and Not U,
New Order,
8 Eyed Spy,
Nico,
Lungfish,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rakim,
Infiniti,
The Vogues,
Wally Richardson,
Minor Threat,
Chris & Cosey,
Bluetip,
The Velvet Underground,
the Human League,
the Sonics,
K-Klass,
The Gap Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Kurtis Blow,
Morten Harket,
Dorothy Ashby,
Country Teasers,
Jimmy McGriff,
David McCallum,
Fat Boys,
Yazoo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sister Nancy,
The Shadows of Knight,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pylon,
Joy Division,
Qualms,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stereo Dub,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Divine Comedy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Aaron Thompson,
Alison Limerick,
The Monochrome Set,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Hasil Adkins,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Swans,
Lakeside,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Pop Group,
Zero Boys,
The Music Machine,
La Düsseldorf,
Y Pants,
The Birthday Party,
Buzzcocks,
ABBA,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.