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 Guinea and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Shoche to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
The Martian,
Schoolly D,
Eurythmics,
The Fire Engines,
Godley & Creme,
The Pop Group,
Curtis Mayfield,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Index,
Anakelly,
Bill Near,
The Walker Brothers,
The Fuzztones,
Interpol,
Moebius,
Pet Shop Boys,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
ABC,
Khruangbin,
Ossler,
Absolute Body Control,
Das Ding,
Shoche,
Monolake,
Angry Samoans,
John Coltrane,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Vogues,
Isaac Hayes,
The Motions,
Minutemen,
Aaron Thompson,
The Standells,
D'Angelo,
The Angels of Light,
Dead Boys,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bobby Sherman,
Bang On A Can,
Kevin Saunderson,
Yaz,
Nation of Ulysses,
Country Teasers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nas,
Al Stewart,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lalo Schifrin,
Public Enemy,
New Age Steppers,
The American Breed,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rosa Yemen,
Tomorrow,
Eli Mardock,
T. Rex,
Harmonia,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.