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 Congo and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 synthesizer 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 Leonard Cohen to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
CMW,
Todd Terry,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Von Mondo,
Amon Düül II,
T. Rex,
Kerrie Biddell,
MDC,
Bill Near,
Rhythm & Sound,
This Heat,
ABBA,
Rapeman,
The Saints,
Skriet,
Dennis Brown,
Gong,
Terrestrial Tones,
Carl Craig,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Technova,
Darondo,
AZ,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ten City,
Colin Newman,
The Buckinghams,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cecil Taylor,
Outsiders,
Erykah Badu,
Prince Buster,
Jacob Miller,
Nirvana,
Kas Product,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kerri Chandler,
Andrew Hill,
Minnie Riperton,
Urselle,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Hardrive,
Little Man,
Chris & Cosey,
R.M.O.,
Idris Muhammad,
U.S. Maple,
Thompson Twins,
Donald Byrd,
Joey Negro,
T.S.O.L.,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Michelle Simonal,
The Searchers,
Aaron Thompson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.