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 India and from Sao Paulo.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Ice-T to the rock 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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Davy DMX,
Sarah Menescal,
Stiv Bators,
The Associates,
Urselle,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lungfish,
The Wake,
Television Personalities,
Crispy Ambulance,
Talk Talk,
Quadrant,
Tubeway Army,
D'Angelo,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Adolescents,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Modern Lovers,
Reagan Youth,
Funkadelic,
Frankie Knuckles,
Au Pairs,
Barrington Levy,
The Real Kids,
Surgeon,
Newcleus,
The Red Krayola,
Sound Behaviour,
Oneida,
Make Up,
The J.B.'s,
Jawbox,
cv313,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Roxy Music,
Camberwell Now,
Tomorrow,
Fela Kuti,
Jeru the Damaja,
Spandau Ballet,
Nick Fraelich,
Delon & Dalcan,
Wire,
The Five Americans,
Minor Threat,
The Techniques,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Leaves,
The Knickerbockers,
Second Layer,
June of 44,
Morten Harket,
The Busters,
Black Pus,
Wings,
Judy Mowatt,
Von Mondo,
Mission of Burma,
Wasted Youth,
Tommy Roe,
Donald Byrd,
Kaleidoscope,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.