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 Toronto.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 One Last Wish to the grunge 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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
The Neon Judgement,
Yellowson,
Newcleus,
Kayak,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Unrelated Segments,
Hoover,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eden Ahbez,
Tom Boy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Goldenarms,
Boz Scaggs,
Ituana,
Janne Schatter,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Freddie Wadling,
Curtis Mayfield,
Cymande,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Zapp,
X-Ray Spex,
Iggy Pop,
a-ha,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Sonics,
Circle Jerks,
Eric B and Rakim,
World's Most,
U.S. Maple,
Swans,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
MDC,
Roxy Music,
Au Pairs,
Surgeon,
Hasil Adkins,
Nick Fraelich,
Joe Smooth,
Lucky Dragons,
Tropical Tobacco,
Index,
Harmonia,
Scott Walker,
Bronski Beat,
Fear,
Kevin Saunderson,
Arcadia,
Yusef Lateef,
Joe Finger,
The Velvet Underground,
Pharoah Sanders,
Robert Wyatt,
Eurythmics,
Howard Jones,
Bobby Hutcherson,
A Certain Ratio,
Bush Tetras,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Busters,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.