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 Thailand and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 marimba 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 Black Moon to the dance 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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Evens,
Mary Jane Girls,
Inner City,
Soft Machine,
Anthony Braxton,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Black Pus,
Sandy B,
Eurythmics,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jesper Dahlback,
Blake Baxter,
Boz Scaggs,
Tomorrow,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Beau Brummels,
DJ Style,
Mars,
Massinfluence,
Saccharine Trust,
The Neon Judgement,
The Motions,
Niagra,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Y Pants,
The Blackbyrds,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Amon Düül II,
Eli Mardock,
Porter Ricks,
Wings,
Moby Grape,
Robert Wyatt,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Star Department,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pulsallama,
The Alarm Clocks,
Technova,
Con Funk Shun,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Zeros,
John Coltrane,
Hasil Adkins,
Archie Shepp,
Joy Division,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Slick Rick,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Buckinghams,
The Durutti Column,
Joensuu 1685,
Maleditus Sound,
Howard Jones,
Traffic Nightmare,
Crash Course in Science,
The Electric Prunes,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.