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 Colombia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 Soft Machine to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oppenheimer Analysis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
the Human League,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Minny Pops,
Rod Modell,
John Coltrane,
Grey Daturas,
Audionom,
Icehouse,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Mummies,
Sällskapet,
Alphaville,
Mr. Review,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Yusef Lateef,
a-ha,
Altered Images,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Black Sheep,
Jawbox,
H. Thieme,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
R.M.O.,
Crispy Ambulance,
Quadrant,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ice-T,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Glambeats Corp.,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Wire,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Blake Baxter,
Marine Girls,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Moss Icon,
Jerry's Kids,
Ralphi Rosario,
Con Funk Shun,
kango's stein massive,
Brothers Johnson,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gil Scott Heron,
Avey Tare,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Hashim,
The Fugs,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sugar Minott,
Sun Ra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Arab on Radar,
Flash Fearless,
Nation of Ulysses,
Y Pants,
AZ,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.