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 Tunisia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 mellotron 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 Rufus Thomas to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Schoolly D,
Dave Gahan,
Jimmy McGriff,
Oneida,
Con Funk Shun,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Michelle Simonal,
Aaron Thompson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Mars,
Black Pus,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bush Tetras,
Quadrant,
Morten Harket,
World's Most,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Warsaw,
Unwound,
The Star Department,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Altered Images,
Maurizio,
Deadbeat,
Laurel Aitken,
Dennis Brown,
Mantronix,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Monochrome Set,
Smog,
Alton Ellis,
Subhumans,
Scott Walker,
Quando Quango,
Yazoo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Fire Engines,
Hasil Adkins,
Severed Heads,
The Mummies,
Delta 5,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Velvet Underground,
Henry Cow,
The Fuzztones,
Crooked Eye,
Franke,
Deepchord,
the Soft Cell,
Metal Thangz,
Bill Near,
Quantec,
Suburban Knight,
Camouflage,
Marc Almond,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Patti Smith,
KRS-One,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.