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 Lithuania and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 snare 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 Eric B and Rakim to the rock 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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
MC5,
The Remains,
X-102,
Patti Smith,
MDC,
Tres Demented,
Marmalade,
CMW,
Harmonia,
Reuben Wilson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Alarm Clocks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Man Eating Sloth,
Michelle Simonal,
Fat Boys,
Lyres,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Residents,
AZ,
Carl Craig,
The Moleskins,
Avey Tare,
Suburban Knight,
Oneida,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Duran Duran,
Massinfluence,
Arthur Verocai,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Mo-Dettes,
Pagans,
Max Romeo,
Ultravox,
Moebius,
Panda Bear,
The Seeds,
Gil Scott Heron,
Prince Buster,
Adolescents,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Godley & Creme,
Sixth Finger,
Be Bop Deluxe,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Terrestrial Tones,
Half Japanese,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rufus Thomas,
La Düsseldorf,
Pantaleimon,
Inner City,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
FM Einheit,
Little Man,
Model 500,
Sonic Youth,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.