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 Zambia and from Glasgow.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Basic Channel to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sugar Minott,
The Grass Roots,
Panda Bear,
Motorama,
Alton Ellis,
X-102,
Nas,
Index,
David McCallum,
Young Marble Giants,
Chris & Cosey,
Andrew Hill,
Erykah Badu,
Public Enemy,
Nik Kershaw,
The Tremeloes,
Model 500,
Junior Murvin,
Black Bananas,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gerry Rafferty,
Soul II Soul,
Spoonie Gee,
John Foxx,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Real Kids,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
World's Most,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bluetip,
Ultravox,
X-Ray Spex,
Todd Rundgren,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ludus,
Boz Scaggs,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Fuzztones,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Half Japanese,
Radiopuhelimet,
Babytalk,
Eve St. Jones,
Gang Green,
Kaleidoscope,
LL Cool J,
Faraquet,
Faust,
Morten Harket,
Tom Boy,
Eurythmics,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Marcia Griffiths,
Newcleus,
Bang On A Can,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.