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 Cyprus and from Hong Kong.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Moon,
Bootsy Collins,
Newcleus,
Sugar Minott,
Brand Nubian,
Spandau Ballet,
Ohio Players,
K-Klass,
48th St. Collective,
Hoover,
Vainqueur,
Kaleidoscope,
Eric Dolphy,
The Martian,
Section 25,
Zero Boys,
Youth Brigade,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Barbara Tucker,
Susan Cadogan,
Cymande,
Echospace,
Cheater Slicks,
Bill Wells,
Clear Light,
John Lydon,
Deepchord,
Ultravox,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Groovy Waters,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sun Ra,
Grauzone,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Todd Terry,
Aaron Thompson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Charles Mingus,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Misunderstood,
New Age Steppers,
Man Eating Sloth,
John Holt,
Fad Gadget,
The Evens,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Fugazi,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Tropical Tobacco,
Soft Machine,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Mandrill,
John Coltrane,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Pop Group,
Grey Daturas,
The Sound,
The Five Americans,
Robert Görl,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.