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 Israel and from Lyon.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Roy Ayers to the rap 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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
The Fire Engines,
Terrestrial Tones,
Dual Sessions,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Durutti Column,
Faust,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Unwound,
The Flesh Eaters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Quadrant,
Nils Olav,
Lyres,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Selecter,
Moby Grape,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Television,
The Dave Clark Five,
Boogie Down Productions,
Skriet,
Black Moon,
Q and Not U,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Mantronix,
Nik Kershaw,
Young Marble Giants,
Spandau Ballet,
Man Parrish,
Brand Nubian,
Ice-T,
OOIOO,
Ronnie Foster,
Scrapy,
The Leaves,
Groovy Waters,
the Normal,
The Kinks,
Kenny Larkin,
Brass Construction,
Minor Threat,
Radiohead,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eve St. Jones,
Smog,
Blancmange,
Youth Brigade,
Gong,
Fat Boys,
Stiv Bators,
Depeche Mode,
Shoche,
Porter Ricks,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
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.