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 Thailand and from London.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Woodstock.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Bizarre Inc. to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Joyce Sims,
Electric Prunes,
Tommy Roe,
Q and Not U,
Marmalade,
Pantaleimon,
Bang On A Can,
Guru Guru,
Outsiders,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Camouflage,
The Toasters,
Wire,
Dennis Brown,
Rhythm & Sound,
8 Eyed Spy,
Stetsasonic,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sparks,
This Heat,
Banda Bassotti,
Frankie Knuckles,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Standells,
The Moody Blues,
The Walker Brothers,
Pere Ubu,
Wolf Eyes,
Porter Ricks,
Camberwell Now,
Ice-T,
Spoonie Gee,
Jacob Miller,
The American Breed,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Main Source,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Monochrome Set,
Khruangbin,
Kevin Saunderson,
Radiopuhelimet,
Japan,
Basic Channel,
T.S.O.L.,
The Dave Clark Five,
kango's stein massive,
Make Up,
Leonard Cohen,
Henry Cow,
The Fuzztones,
Archie Shepp,
Altered Images,
Joey Negro,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Barbara Tucker,
Section 25,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
JFA,
The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers.
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.