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 Kenya and from Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 The Skatalites to the grunge 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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
Panda Bear,
Interpol,
Flipper,
Easy Going,
Patti Smith,
Black Moon,
John Cale,
Bob Dylan,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Von Mondo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Absolute Body Control,
Quantec,
Peter and Kerry,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Red Krayola,
Danielle Patucci,
Schoolly D,
The Slackers,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Skarface,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Janne Schatter,
Arthur Verocai,
The Fugs,
Ludus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Human League,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Fortunes,
The Human League,
The Fall,
Pere Ubu,
Ultimate Spinach,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Minutemen,
Bizarre Inc.,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Dorothy Ashby,
Drexciya,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Searchers,
The American Breed,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Trumans Water,
Clear Light,
Nico,
Buzzcocks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Das Ding,
The Durutti Column,
Radiopuhelimet,
Blake Baxter,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Gun Club,
AZ,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.