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 Tajikistan and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Yusef Lateef to the techno 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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
Warren Ellis,
Gastr Del Sol,
The United States of America,
James White and The Blacks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
R.M.O.,
Wings,
Traffic Nightmare,
Masters at Work,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Sonics,
The Barracudas,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gong,
Skarface,
Vladislav Delay,
David McCallum,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
MDC,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bauhaus,
Todd Rundgren,
Radiopuhelimet,
U.S. Maple,
Basic Channel,
Bizarre Inc.,
Connie Case,
Boredoms,
Scott Walker,
Kayak,
The Dead C,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Velvet Underground,
Ohio Players,
Gang of Four,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Swans,
Model 500,
Ten City,
The J.B.'s,
Tom Boy,
Cheater Slicks,
Nils Olav,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eurythmics,
Bobby Womack,
The Pretty Things,
Arab on Radar,
The Electric Prunes,
The Beau Brummels,
The Slits,
Jacob Miller,
Visage,
The Remains,
OOIOO,
Crispian St. Peters,
CMW,
Thompson Twins,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.