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 Benin and from Mumbai.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 cv313 to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Stooges record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Peter and Kerry,
Cymande,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Victims,
Index,
Japan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Flash Fearless,
Television Personalities,
Donald Byrd,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Five Americans,
Make Up,
R.M.O.,
B.T. Express,
Warsaw,
Arthur Verocai,
Peter & Gordon,
Glenn Branca,
Lalann,
L. Decosne,
Rotary Connection,
Das Ding,
Masters at Work,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Divine Comedy,
Second Layer,
Depeche Mode,
Von Mondo,
Chris & Cosey,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Soft Cell,
Colin Newman,
Grey Daturas,
Gil Scott Heron,
Drive Like Jehu,
Wolf Eyes,
Erasure,
Lower 48,
Quando Quango,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Cure,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Residents,
The Move,
Gang Starr,
Cluster,
Lou Reed,
Deepchord,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sam Rivers,
Basic Channel,
Silicon Teens,
Bobby Byrd,
Mission of Burma,
Arcadia,
Animal Collective,
Marmalade,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.