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 Bahamas and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
The Dirtbombs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lakeside,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rosa Yemen,
Johnny Clarke,
The Invisible,
Maleditus Sound,
Lalo Schifrin,
Skarface,
Hashim,
Tim Buckley,
MDC,
The Music Machine,
Robert Wyatt,
Todd Terry,
Spoonie Gee,
Hoover,
Flash Fearless,
Carl Craig,
Derrick Morgan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Niagra,
Youth Brigade,
Bad Manners,
Kas Product,
Aaron Thompson,
Toni Rubio,
The Remains,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Saccharine Trust,
Ultravox,
Joe Smooth,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Whodini,
Crispy Ambulance,
Nation of Ulysses,
Peter & Gordon,
Panda Bear,
James White and The Blacks,
Bobby Sherman,
Black Pus,
Black Bananas,
Bob Dylan,
Drive Like Jehu,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Toasters,
Monks,
Agitation Free,
Ponytail,
DNA,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Absolute Body Control,
Colin Newman,
Ronan,
Brothers Johnson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Godley & Creme,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.