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 Barbados and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Blancmange to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Archie Shepp,
James White and The Blacks,
David McCallum,
Skaos,
Harry Pussy,
Amazonics,
Lalann,
Technova,
Eric Copeland,
Letta Mbulu,
Essential Logic,
New Age Steppers,
Smog,
UT,
Eric Dolphy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jimmy McGriff,
Altered Images,
The Dave Clark Five,
Crime,
The Zeros,
Zero Boys,
Girls At Our Best!,
Amon Düül,
Danielle Patucci,
B.T. Express,
Sight & Sound,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Litter,
H. Thieme,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Detroit Cobras,
Iggy Pop,
10cc,
Mission of Burma,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Fugs,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Monks,
Idris Muhammad,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Second Layer,
Roxette,
Jacob Miller,
Rosa Yemen,
The Stooges,
Suburban Knight,
Jeff Lynne,
Throbbing Gristle,
Tomorrow,
The Fall,
Heaven 17,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Golliwogs,
The Knickerbockers,
Depeche Mode,
Khruangbin,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.