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 Equatorial Guinea and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Michael McDonald 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 Chocolate Watch Band to the electroclash 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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June Days,
Davy DMX,
Alton Ellis,
Mo-Dettes,
Au Pairs,
Eden Ahbez,
The United States of America,
Scan 7,
Wally Richardson,
Byron Stingily,
Jerry Gold Smith,
ABC,
The Gories,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
CMW,
Yazoo,
Soulsonic Force,
Royal Trux,
The Victims,
Gabor Szabo,
The Techniques,
The Standells,
The Remains,
the Association,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Thompson Twins,
Young Marble Giants,
X-Ray Spex,
Nirvana,
Derrick Morgan,
Roy Ayers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Throbbing Gristle,
Roxy Music,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Skriet,
The Gap Band,
John Lydon,
The Dead C,
Johnny Clarke,
Easy Going,
Television,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Basic Channel,
Y Pants,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Newcleus,
Whodini,
Pole,
The Raincoats,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Tommy Roe,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gang Starr,
Anakelly,
Crime,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Silicon Teens,
Eve St. Jones,
June of 44,
Minutemen,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.