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 Gambia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Depeche Mode to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway 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 spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
Whodini,
Henry Cow,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Delon & Dalcan,
Peter and Kerry,
Stetsasonic,
Visage,
The Music Machine,
T. Rex,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Stiv Bators,
Bluetip,
David Bowie,
Swell Maps,
Kayak,
Oneida,
Mandrill,
Sixth Finger,
Bootsy Collins,
Quadrant,
The Martian,
The Searchers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fluxion,
Kaleidoscope,
The Detroit Cobras,
Motorama,
Country Teasers,
Lungfish,
Khruangbin,
The Move,
Lalo Schifrin,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Five Americans,
Nils Olav,
Drexciya,
Rufus Thomas,
Marshall Jefferson,
Flipper,
K-Klass,
Arab on Radar,
Tomorrow,
Derrick Morgan,
Organ,
The Dirtbombs,
The Vogues,
The Black Dice,
Ronnie Foster,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gastr Del Sol,
Brick,
Bad Manners,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Barclay James Harvest,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Fad Gadget,
The Count Five,
Jacob Miller,
Avey Tare,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.