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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Lagos.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
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 David Bowie to the techno 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 the Association. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
Wally Richardson,
The Flesh Eaters,
Todd Terry,
The American Breed,
One Last Wish,
Slick Rick,
Public Image Ltd.,
Idris Muhammad,
Crash Course in Science,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Knickerbockers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Aaron Thompson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Suburban Knight,
Crooked Eye,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Danielle Patucci,
Bizarre Inc.,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Fall,
The Real Kids,
Gregory Isaacs,
Michelle Simonal,
Pulsallama,
X-102,
Television Personalities,
Derrick May,
Robert Wyatt,
Little Man,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Count Five,
Howard Jones,
Animal Collective,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gastr Del Sol,
Silicon Teens,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lalo Schifrin,
Aswad,
Chris Corsano,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sun Ra,
Al Stewart,
The Buckinghams,
Pantytec,
Excepter,
Lindisfarne,
The Angels of Light,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eric Dolphy,
The Moleskins,
D'Angelo,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sonic Youth,
Swans,
Yazoo,
Max Romeo,
Peter and Kerry,
The New Christs,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.