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 Mali 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Simply Red to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 the Association. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Joe Finger,
The Zeros,
Tim Buckley,
Matthew Halsall,
Sugar Minott,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lindisfarne,
Roy Ayers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Normal,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mary Jane Girls,
Al Stewart,
These Immortal Souls,
MC5,
The Slackers,
Duran Duran,
Massinfluence,
Crispy Ambulance,
Althea and Donna,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pierre Henry,
Scratch Acid,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tom Boy,
The Evens,
Animal Collective,
The Monks,
Spoonie Gee,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Robert Wyatt,
Funkadelic,
Arthur Verocai,
Audionom,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gang of Four,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sun Ra,
Supertramp,
Nik Kershaw,
Bill Wells,
Cal Tjader,
Warren Ellis,
Henry Cow,
Eurythmics,
Qualms,
Ponytail,
The Invisible,
Jeff Mills,
Soft Machine,
Panda Bear,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Doors,
Erasure,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Last Poets,
The Victims,
June of 44,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.