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 Rwanda and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Holger Czukay 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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx to the electroclash 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Green record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
The Beau Brummels,
The Cure,
Easy Going,
Rufus Thomas,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Procol Harum,
Steve Hackett,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Organ,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Gladiators,
Ituana,
Kenny Larkin,
Model 500,
Derrick May,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scion,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Tremeloes,
Pierre Henry,
Icehouse,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jeff Lynne,
The Walker Brothers,
Byron Stingily,
DJ Sneak,
Carl Craig,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gregory Isaacs,
Brand Nubian,
Gang of Four,
Terry Callier,
the Association,
Newcleus,
Tommy Roe,
The Gories,
Neu!,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Chrome,
Sun City Girls,
Fatback Band,
Bad Manners,
Pharoah Sanders,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mantronix,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pole,
The Slackers,
Max Romeo,
Stiv Bators,
Inner City,
The J.B.'s,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Warren Ellis,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.