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 Papua New Guinea and from Jakarta.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth to the dance 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Kaleidoscope,
Subhumans,
Godley & Creme,
Dennis Brown,
Black Flag,
The Doobie Brothers,
Echospace,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Animal Collective,
Bush Tetras,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Selecter,
Q and Not U,
ABBA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tim Buckley,
Sandy B,
Flamin' Groovies,
New Age Steppers,
Avey Tare,
the Germs,
Isaac Hayes,
Aloha Tigers,
The Flesh Eaters,
Intrusion,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Robert Görl,
Iggy Pop,
Rod Modell,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Oneida,
The Gories,
Brothers Johnson,
Chrome,
Niagra,
Mandrill,
Altered Images,
Leonard Cohen,
Archie Shepp,
Bauhaus,
Darondo,
FM Einheit,
The Smoke,
The Leaves,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Aswad,
kango's stein massive,
Yusef Lateef,
Duran Duran,
Nirvana,
Barbara Tucker,
Section 25,
F. McDonald,
Byron Stingily,
Donny Hathaway,
Fela Kuti,
Inner City,
Reuben Wilson,
Swell Maps,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.