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 Tajikistan and from Mumbai.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Sao Paulo.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Colin Newman to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wasted Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brothers Johnson,
Pulsallama,
Bill Near,
Mandrill,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Five Americans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Divine Comedy,
Lightning Bolt,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
UT,
CMW,
These Immortal Souls,
New York Dolls,
Sister Nancy,
Kenny Larkin,
Country Teasers,
D'Angelo,
Jeff Mills,
The Grass Roots,
Fugazi,
Silicon Teens,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sparks,
Steve Hackett,
Deepchord,
The Moody Blues,
Spoonie Gee,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Vladislav Delay,
Aural Exciters,
The Cramps,
Half Japanese,
Japan,
Essential Logic,
The Count Five,
F. McDonald,
Thee Headcoats,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marvin Gaye,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Star Department,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joyce Sims,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fela Kuti,
The American Breed,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ituana,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Reuben Wilson,
Whodini,
Infiniti,
Saccharine Trust,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jacob Miller,
Slave,
Bill Wells,
The Blues Magoos,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.