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 Ethiopia and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 New Order 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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
The Last Poets,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Associates,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
PIL,
Urselle,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Whodini,
Sällskapet,
Glambeats Corp.,
John Coltrane,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Slave,
Ponytail,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Boz Scaggs,
David Bowie,
Circle Jerks,
ABBA,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Neu!,
Sonic Youth,
Glenn Branca,
The Slackers,
Soft Cell,
The J.B.'s,
The Red Krayola,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Pretty Things,
Magazine,
Wally Richardson,
The Techniques,
The Monks,
Q and Not U,
Bob Dylan,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Grey Daturas,
Roy Ayers,
Derrick Morgan,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Cramps,
Maurizio,
Kayak,
Animal Collective,
Aswad,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Organ,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Babytalk,
Aloha Tigers,
Sound Behaviour,
The Blackbyrds,
Jacques Brel,
Infiniti,
Althea and Donna,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.