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 Portland.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin 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 Gastr Del Sol to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radio Birdman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
MDC,
Eric Dolphy,
The Gap Band,
Skaos,
Von Mondo,
Black Pus,
Maurizio,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Moody Blues,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Deepchord,
cv313,
Angry Samoans,
Siglo XX,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bobby Byrd,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Reagan Youth,
Chris & Cosey,
Ronan,
Second Layer,
Skarface,
Gabor Szabo,
Suburban Knight,
Electric Light Orchestra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Black Dice,
Max Romeo,
The Seeds,
Lalann,
Eurythmics,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Darondo,
Porter Ricks,
New Order,
New York Dolls,
The Motions,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lou Christie,
Japan,
Saccharine Trust,
Depeche Mode,
The Star Department,
Camberwell Now,
Marcia Griffiths,
F. McDonald,
The Misunderstood,
Dual Sessions,
Black Bananas,
Simply Red,
Basic Channel,
Jeff Mills,
Nico,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Last Poets,
Nils Olav,
Grandmaster Flash,
Blossom Toes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.