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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 clarinet 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 Mars to the disco 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight 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 an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Toni Rubio,
In Retrospect,
The Fire Engines,
Maleditus Sound,
Matthew Bourne,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Boredoms,
kango's stein massive,
The Velvet Underground,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Wake,
Sarah Menescal,
Fad Gadget,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ken Boothe,
Popol Vuh,
Jawbox,
Johnny Clarke,
Boogie Down Productions,
Avey Tare,
Girls At Our Best!,
Althea and Donna,
The Toasters,
Crooked Eye,
DJ Sneak,
The Smoke,
Moss Icon,
The Moody Blues,
Fat Boys,
Intrusion,
AZ,
One Last Wish,
Cheater Slicks,
The Gap Band,
Faust,
Carl Craig,
The Standells,
The Gun Club,
Mark Hollis,
Derrick May,
Pagans,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mad Mike,
Barbara Tucker,
8 Eyed Spy,
Urselle,
The Divine Comedy,
Grey Daturas,
10cc,
Porter Ricks,
Lucky Dragons,
Easy Going,
Moebius,
Rapeman,
Sällskapet,
Byron Stingily,
Massinfluence,
MC5,
Howard Jones,
Faraquet,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
T.S.O.L.,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.