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 Albania and from Milan.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Trojans. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funkadelic,
Idris Muhammad,
Camouflage,
Yusef Lateef,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Aural Exciters,
Eurythmics,
JFA,
Black Moon,
The Move,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Durutti Column,
Scan 7,
Chrome,
Erasure,
Magazine,
Rakim,
The Motions,
Joe Smooth,
June Days,
The Offenders,
Sex Pistols,
The Victims,
Black Bananas,
Supertramp,
Rotary Connection,
the Sonics,
Mars,
Pylon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Interpol,
Black Pus,
Crash Course in Science,
Metal Thangz,
Sun City Girls,
Funky Four + One,
Barbara Tucker,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Dual Sessions,
Prince Buster,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Negative Approach,
Reuben Wilson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Boogie Down Productions,
Stereo Dub,
Soulsonic Force,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Remains,
Pussy Galore,
X-Ray Spex,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Juan Atkins,
Rapeman,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Shadows of Knight,
Wally Richardson,
The Busters,
Fatback Band,
Lou Reed,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Knickerbockers,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.