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 Japan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Portland.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the oboe 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 Bob Dylan to the rap 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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a These Immortal Souls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
The Knickerbockers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scion,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Byron Stingily,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
T.S.O.L.,
Sight & Sound,
The Last Poets,
Urselle,
The Birthday Party,
New Order,
Arcadia,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Junior Murvin,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Associates,
Joy Division,
Groovy Waters,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Black Moon,
The Moleskins,
Rakim,
Franke,
Pantaleimon,
Sound Behaviour,
Cybotron,
EPMD,
John Lydon,
The Walker Brothers,
the Sonics,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Zero Boys,
Gong,
Guru Guru,
The Star Department,
Lakeside,
Television Personalities,
Grey Daturas,
Heaven 17,
Jimmy McGriff,
Curtis Mayfield,
Underground Resistance,
Q65,
Country Teasers,
Tom Boy,
Soul II Soul,
Surgeon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Electric Prunes,
Jawbox,
Susan Cadogan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Terry Callier,
The Divine Comedy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Carl Craig,
Yaz, Yaz, Yaz, Yaz.
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.