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 Haiti and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 The Divine Comedy to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Barbara Tucker,
The Standells,
Lalann,
The Mighty Diamonds,
LL Cool J,
The Neon Judgement,
John Holt,
Mad Mike,
F. McDonald,
Flash Fearless,
Duran Duran,
The Gories,
Model 500,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kaleidoscope,
Clear Light,
Suicide,
Peter & Gordon,
Lower 48,
The Searchers,
Deepchord,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mission of Burma,
The Fuzztones,
Nirvana,
Bobby Womack,
Byron Stingily,
Nas,
Eve St. Jones,
Ultravox,
Yazoo,
June Days,
Mantronix,
The Wake,
Scientists,
Can,
Charles Mingus,
The Gap Band,
Stereo Dub,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Iggy Pop,
The Litter,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Black Sheep,
Lou Reed,
the Slits,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Sonics,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fat Boys,
Cheater Slicks,
The Shadows of Knight,
X-101,
Delon & Dalcan,
Skarface,
Roxy Music,
Laurel Aitken,
The United States of America,
Neil Young,
Radiopuhelimet,
Harry Pussy,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.