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 Burkina and from Houston.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Rapeman to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Television. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Black Sheep,
Hashim,
The Sound,
Fatback Band,
Gichy Dan,
Nirvana,
Tim Buckley,
Jerry's Kids,
Johnny Clarke,
Marcia Griffiths,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Soulsonic Force,
Second Layer,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Raincoats,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
China Crisis,
Danielle Patucci,
Boz Scaggs,
Fugazi,
Slick Rick,
The Moody Blues,
Bill Wells,
Bobby Sherman,
Moebius,
Oblivians,
The Saints,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pierre Henry,
The Doobie Brothers,
Carl Craig,
John Lydon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Association,
The Gun Club,
8 Eyed Spy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
One Last Wish,
Rotary Connection,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Deakin,
Sun City Girls,
Scrapy,
Robert Hood,
Curtis Mayfield,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ornette Coleman,
Young Marble Giants,
Blake Baxter,
Aural Exciters,
The Count Five,
Stereo Dub,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
DJ Sneak,
Alison Limerick,
Arab on Radar,
John Cale,
Duran Duran,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
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.