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 St Lucia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Monks to the disco 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 The Durutti Column. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
Ponytail,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sound Behaviour,
The Gories,
Altered Images,
The Black Dice,
The Wake,
Ituana,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Supertramp,
The Standells,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
CMW,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
AZ,
The Victims,
Carl Craig,
The Skatalites,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Busters,
Delta 5,
Arcadia,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ossler,
The Gun Club,
Deepchord,
Porter Ricks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Davy DMX,
David McCallum,
Barbara Tucker,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Motions,
John Coltrane,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Scratch Acid,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Real Kids,
Depeche Mode,
Isaac Hayes,
Drexciya,
Gang Green,
Moby Grape,
Blossom Toes,
Nik Kershaw,
Skriet,
Circle Jerks,
Robert Görl,
Kayak,
Alphaville,
Bluetip,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lucky Dragons,
The American Breed,
Kenny Larkin,
The Shadows of Knight,
Radiohead,
Pet Shop Boys,
Girls At Our Best!,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.