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 Antigua and from Mexico City.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Pretty Things to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s 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 clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
John Foxx,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dead Boys,
Fear,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rakim,
The Gap Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barbara Tucker,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pagans,
Eric Copeland,
Q and Not U,
Fat Boys,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lightning Bolt,
Little Man,
Hoover,
David Axelrod,
Scientists,
Kevin Saunderson,
Camouflage,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Letta Mbulu,
Massinfluence,
Nik Kershaw,
X-101,
Aloha Tigers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Piero Umiliani,
Infiniti,
Roger Hodgson,
Stockholm Monsters,
Reuben Wilson,
Smog,
E-Dancer,
Lakeside,
Sällskapet,
The Neon Judgement,
Lower 48,
The Cure,
The Knickerbockers,
The Count Five,
Davy DMX,
Pantytec,
Marc Almond,
Warren Ellis,
Freddie Wadling,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
John Holt,
Ossler,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Tubeway Army,
The Selecter,
Mad Mike,
Scrapy,
Eric Dolphy,
Interpol,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.