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 Belgium and from Seoul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Grey Daturas 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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
Juan Atkins,
Aloha Tigers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Roy Ayers,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Audionom,
Gregory Isaacs,
Erasure,
Whodini,
Reuben Wilson,
Joyce Sims,
Heaven 17,
Eric Dolphy,
Crash Course in Science,
The Vogues,
Blossom Toes,
Quando Quango,
Peter & Gordon,
Arcadia,
PIL,
Slick Rick,
Dave Gahan,
Spoonie Gee,
New Order,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Symarip,
Judy Mowatt,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ultravox,
Jeff Mills,
Little Man,
The Names,
Skriet,
Black Flag,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Amazonics,
Roxette,
Byron Stingily,
Metal Thangz,
Basic Channel,
Skaos,
Cheater Slicks,
MC5,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cymande,
Harmonia,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bizarre Inc.,
Q and Not U,
Maurizio,
Tres Demented,
Ornette Coleman,
Barbara Tucker,
Thee Headcoats,
Archie Shepp,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Danielle Patucci,
Isaac Hayes,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.