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 Bulgaria and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Mojo Men to the grunge 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James White and The Blacks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hardrive,
Interpol,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
X-101,
Yazoo,
Moby Grape,
Parry Music,
Monolake,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jeff Mills,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mary Jane Girls,
Audionom,
Dual Sessions,
Q65,
Neil Young,
The Zeros,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gerry Rafferty,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Shuggie Otis,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Idris Muhammad,
Guru Guru,
Drexciya,
Leonard Cohen,
Quando Quango,
David Bowie,
John Lydon,
JFA,
Vainqueur,
CMW,
Roxy Music,
Agitation Free,
the Bar-Kays,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gang Green,
Pole,
Flamin' Groovies,
Warsaw,
FM Einheit,
Crash Course in Science,
Man Parrish,
AZ,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Motorama,
EPMD,
Harpers Bizarre,
Alton Ellis,
Rites of Spring,
Kas Product,
The Blues Magoos,
Sparks,
Sixth Finger,
Average White Band,
Joyce Sims,
Peter and Kerry,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.