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 Cameroon and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Alison Limerick to the rap 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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Skriet,
Letta Mbulu,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kayak,
Darondo,
Rotary Connection,
Cecil Taylor,
Skarface,
La Düsseldorf,
Grauzone,
Bobby Womack,
Kevin Saunderson,
Scott Walker,
Soulsonic Force,
The Associates,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ash Ra Tempel,
D'Angelo,
World's Most,
Roxette,
Anthony Braxton,
Maleditus Sound,
Gang Starr,
Stetsasonic,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Dave Clark Five,
Alphaville,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Youth Brigade,
Tropical Tobacco,
Dave Gahan,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Searchers,
Morten Harket,
John Lydon,
The Fall,
Kenny Larkin,
X-102,
The Slackers,
Bush Tetras,
Sandy B,
Shuggie Otis,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Patti Smith,
Jawbox,
Metal Thangz,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dual Sessions,
Jeff Lynne,
Au Pairs,
Junior Murvin,
Tears for Fears,
Ken Boothe,
The Cowsills,
James White and The Blacks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Brass Construction,
Ten City,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.