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 Australia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum 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 Infiniti to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crime record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Essential Logic,
Kaleidoscope,
Sex Pistols,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Icehouse,
Vainqueur,
The Fugs,
Circle Jerks,
R.M.O.,
Delta 5,
Ituana,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Trumans Water,
EPMD,
Procol Harum,
Cal Tjader,
Can,
Moebius,
The Walker Brothers,
AZ,
June Days,
Warren Ellis,
The Gories,
Joy Division,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gang Gang Dance,
Soft Machine,
Crispy Ambulance,
Radiopuhelimet,
Negative Approach,
Black Pus,
Quando Quango,
The Residents,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Monks,
The Durutti Column,
X-102,
Animal Collective,
Bobby Sherman,
Livin' Joy,
Ronan,
Youth Brigade,
Whodini,
Von Mondo,
Rod Modell,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rakim,
Kerri Chandler,
Public Enemy,
Funky Four + One,
Talk Talk,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Theoretical Girls,
The Skatalites,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Liliput,
Massinfluence,
Black Moon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Accadde A,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.