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 Ethiopia 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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and New York.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pole to the techno 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 The Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Niagra,
Lightning Bolt,
Rhythm & Sound,
Con Funk Shun,
Sound Behaviour,
Nation of Ulysses,
Country Teasers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kurtis Blow,
Josef K,
Qualms,
Davy DMX,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Fuzztones,
John Lydon,
In Retrospect,
The Stooges,
Henry Cow,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cluster,
Kas Product,
Neu!,
Tommy Roe,
Mo-Dettes,
Absolute Body Control,
Minny Pops,
Joensuu 1685,
The Red Krayola,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Khruangbin,
Au Pairs,
Arcadia,
The Angels of Light,
Barry Ungar,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ponytail,
Glenn Branca,
Reuben Wilson,
Flash Fearless,
Wally Richardson,
The Buckinghams,
Terry Callier,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Zeros,
The Smoke,
These Immortal Souls,
Soul Sonic Force,
Roxy Music,
Alphaville,
Crooked Eye,
Malaria!,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Easy Going,
The Gladiators,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The New Christs,
Harry Pussy,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.