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 Luxembourg and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Offenders to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crooked Eye,
Black Bananas,
Ponytail,
ABC,
PIL,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Spoonie Gee,
Sound Behaviour,
DNA,
World's Most,
Donald Byrd,
Aloha Tigers,
LL Cool J,
The Tremeloes,
Animal Collective,
Pole,
The Names,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Leonard Cohen,
Faraquet,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lindisfarne,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Joey Negro,
Bronski Beat,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eden Ahbez,
Swell Maps,
Bill Near,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cymande,
U.S. Maple,
Ossler,
Moebius,
Intrusion,
Lower 48,
The Index,
Drexciya,
DJ Style,
Hardrive,
Symarip,
Soul II Soul,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Man Parrish,
Fad Gadget,
The Skatalites,
Bobby Byrd,
Los Fastidios,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Toni Rubio,
cv313,
Robert Hood,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jesper Dahlback,
Negative Approach,
Al Stewart,
The Busters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.