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 Johannesburg.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Rhythm & Sound to the techno 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 John Holt. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
Public Image Ltd.,
kango's stein massive,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Quantec,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Faust,
K-Klass,
DJ Sneak,
Fatback Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
Rakim,
Royal Trux,
Intrusion,
Boredoms,
The New Christs,
The Monks,
Yusef Lateef,
Pole,
Arcadia,
Don Cherry,
The Gladiators,
Wally Richardson,
Gang Gang Dance,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Dirtbombs,
Cecil Taylor,
Ohio Players,
Freddie Wadling,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Delta 5,
Mad Mike,
Jacob Miller,
Black Pus,
Essential Logic,
The Dave Clark Five,
Hot Snakes,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Radiopuhelimet,
Robert Hood,
Quadrant,
Marmalade,
Soul Sonic Force,
Talk Talk,
Depeche Mode,
Peter and Kerry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sex Pistols,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Alarm Clocks,
Brick,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Qualms,
The Sound,
Easy Going,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Matthew Halsall,
The Kinks,
Warren Ellis,
Skarface,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.