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 Ethiopia and from Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Monks 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 Can. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Tomorrow,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Gap Band,
ABBA,
Basic Channel,
The Angels of Light,
Zapp,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Cure,
The Toasters,
Big Daddy Kane,
Accadde A,
Kenny Larkin,
Visage,
Fugazi,
The Barracudas,
Jeff Mills,
Terry Callier,
Malaria!,
Youth Brigade,
Duran Duran,
cv313,
Delon & Dalcan,
John Coltrane,
Gang of Four,
The Dirtbombs,
Amon Düül,
New Age Steppers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Donald Byrd,
Lalo Schifrin,
Dawn Penn,
OOIOO,
Joyce Sims,
Procol Harum,
Symarip,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Warsaw,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jacob Miller,
Kayak,
Tim Buckley,
The Techniques,
Absolute Body Control,
Nick Fraelich,
Brand Nubian,
Kerri Chandler,
Audionom,
DJ Style,
Dual Sessions,
Simply Red,
Radio Birdman,
Suburban Knight,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Urselle,
T. Rex,
The Fortunes,
Lou Christie,
Negative Approach,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.