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 Senegal and from Manila.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Neon Judgement to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Count Five. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
The Knickerbockers,
Janne Schatter,
The Misunderstood,
Patti Smith,
The Fuzztones,
Maurizio,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Smoke,
The Doors,
Von Mondo,
Joensuu 1685,
Guru Guru,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Swans,
Ice-T,
Trumans Water,
Alton Ellis,
The Wake,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Wasted Youth,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mo-Dettes,
Marine Girls,
Kevin Saunderson,
Brothers Johnson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Motions,
Ultravox,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Soul II Soul,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lindisfarne,
Model 500,
The Fugs,
The Barracudas,
The Grass Roots,
The Seeds,
Public Enemy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Idris Muhammad,
Carl Craig,
Chrome,
Black Bananas,
Dawn Penn,
R.M.O.,
The Monks,
Hashim,
Lee Hazlewood,
Television,
Black Sheep,
John Foxx,
FM Einheit,
Buzzcocks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Human League,
Oblivians,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.