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 Vanuatu and from Johannesburg.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Arcadia to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Charles Mingus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Dark Day,
Godley & Creme,
Babytalk,
Angry Samoans,
Sight & Sound,
Roy Ayers,
The Remains,
Visage,
Glambeats Corp.,
Boz Scaggs,
Minny Pops,
Eurythmics,
Grey Daturas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Trumans Water,
Ornette Coleman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mo-Dettes,
Siglo XX,
Sound Behaviour,
Aswad,
Y Pants,
Brand Nubian,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Five Americans,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Toni Rubio,
The Invisible,
The Walker Brothers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Black Sheep,
Boredoms,
Joy Division,
Connie Case,
Pierre Henry,
Anthony Braxton,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Monochrome Set,
The Fortunes,
R.M.O.,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lou Christie,
Pantytec,
The Last Poets,
The Tremeloes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Names,
Judy Mowatt,
Rotary Connection,
Tres Demented,
Panda Bear,
Monolake,
Duran Duran,
48th St. Collective,
Black Bananas,
Malaria!,
June Days,
Q and Not U,
The Red Krayola,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.