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 Monaco and from Lille.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Mandrill to the crunk 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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Das Ding 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Circle Jerks,
The Evens,
Deepchord,
Jeff Lynne,
Lalo Schifrin,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
MDC,
Khruangbin,
Sun City Girls,
Frankie Knuckles,
Wolf Eyes,
Masters at Work,
Newcleus,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
June of 44,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
John Holt,
Dark Day,
Qualms,
Joyce Sims,
Fugazi,
The Star Department,
Mandrill,
Derrick May,
Sound Behaviour,
Make Up,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ludus,
Accadde A,
Pere Ubu,
The Five Americans,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tommy Roe,
The Black Dice,
Scrapy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
New Age Steppers,
Todd Terry,
Judy Mowatt,
Rapeman,
Metal Thangz,
Whodini,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Zeros,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nirvana,
Section 25,
Duran Duran,
Idris Muhammad,
Kas Product,
The Mojo Men,
Anthony Braxton,
Black Pus,
Josef K,
Avey Tare,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.