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 Malaysia and from Accra.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Fela Kuti to the jazz 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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Moss Icon,
Marvin Gaye,
Avey Tare,
The Music Machine,
Khruangbin,
Minnie Riperton,
Negative Approach,
Robert Hood,
Lungfish,
Youth Brigade,
Smog,
This Heat,
Glenn Branca,
Bill Near,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Motions,
Quantec,
Janne Schatter,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Cameo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Barbara Tucker,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Newcleus,
Albert Ayler,
Amon Düül,
John Holt,
the Association,
Hardrive,
Basic Channel,
Joe Smooth,
Gil Scott Heron,
New Order,
The Skatalites,
Monks,
Sam Rivers,
Inner City,
Black Moon,
Nick Fraelich,
Model 500,
Henry Cow,
The Gun Club,
Mary Jane Girls,
Deakin,
Sandy B,
Michelle Simonal,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tommy Roe,
Gang Gang Dance,
Donald Byrd,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pantaleimon,
Ponytail,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Slits,
Shoche,
The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola.
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.