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 Finland and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Halifax.
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 clarinet 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 Robert Görl to the electroclash 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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radio Birdman,
Deakin,
Half Japanese,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Durutti Column,
The Fire Engines,
Pantaleimon,
June Days,
Make Up,
Deadbeat,
Max Romeo,
the Swans,
The Mummies,
Mr. Review,
Alice Coltrane,
Young Marble Giants,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Carl Craig,
Robert Görl,
U.S. Maple,
The Evens,
Flipper,
Lou Christie,
Basic Channel,
Scan 7,
Flamin' Groovies,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lightning Bolt,
The Neon Judgement,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mandrill,
Thee Headcoats,
Freddie Wadling,
The Gun Club,
Tommy Roe,
Radiohead,
New Order,
The Searchers,
Black Moon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Metal Thangz,
Brothers Johnson,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bauhaus,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kaleidoscope,
Ice-T,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Eric Dolphy,
Jandek,
Agitation Free,
Moss Icon,
Barbara Tucker,
Hardrive,
Eric Copeland,
Agent Orange,
Bobby Sherman,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joe Finger,
Stereo Dub,
Loose Ends,
Y Pants,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft.
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.