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 France and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Paris and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Davy DMX to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Minor Threat,
Don Cherry,
Rakim,
David Axelrod,
Johnny Osbourne,
Scion,
Tommy Roe,
Delon & Dalcan,
Skriet,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cal Tjader,
Mark Hollis,
Stockholm Monsters,
X-Ray Spex,
Oneida,
Ultimate Spinach,
Buzzcocks,
Howard Jones,
Gichy Dan,
PIL,
Severed Heads,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
48th St. Collective,
Sound Behaviour,
June Days,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Grauzone,
JFA,
The Toasters,
Idris Muhammad,
Deepchord,
Ornette Coleman,
Heaven 17,
Robert Hood,
The Velvet Underground,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Angels of Light,
Eddi Front,
the Slits,
Colin Newman,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Searchers,
Brass Construction,
The Cramps,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eric Dolphy,
Ten City,
Jerry's Kids,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Roy Ayers,
Susan Cadogan,
Iggy Pop,
U.S. Maple,
KRS-One,
Grandmaster Flash,
D'Angelo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Seeds,
Neu!,
Oblivians,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.