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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the rock 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Wire,
10cc,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Reagan Youth,
Alice Coltrane,
The Count Five,
E-Dancer,
T. Rex,
AZ,
The Moleskins,
Television,
Rod Modell,
Anthony Braxton,
Eli Mardock,
Delta 5,
Fugazi,
Kenny Larkin,
Qualms,
Bobby Sherman,
The Birthday Party,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gichy Dan,
Ituana,
Eyeless In Gaza,
One Last Wish,
Sister Nancy,
Slick Rick,
FM Einheit,
The Black Dice,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Martian,
Curtis Mayfield,
Malaria!,
Grauzone,
Brick,
Bronski Beat,
The Gap Band,
New Order,
Faraquet,
Laurel Aitken,
Excepter,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Erasure,
Rosa Yemen,
Michelle Simonal,
The Skatalites,
Bill Wells,
The American Breed,
The Gories,
Funky Four + One,
48th St. Collective,
Saccharine Trust,
The Sonics,
The Seeds,
The Durutti Column,
Todd Terry,
Peter & Gordon,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Schoolly D,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.