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 Italy and from Accra.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Gang Green to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All The American Breed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
Matthew Halsall,
Sonny Sharrock,
The American Breed,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Fatback Band,
Sound Behaviour,
Flipper,
Amazonics,
Angry Samoans,
Janne Schatter,
Skaos,
The Dead C,
Babytalk,
The Toasters,
Panda Bear,
Lucky Dragons,
the Germs,
Crime,
Juan Atkins,
Joyce Sims,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sun Ra,
Lou Christie,
The Skatalites,
Erasure,
The Index,
Massinfluence,
Shuggie Otis,
kango's stein massive,
the Bar-Kays,
Royal Trux,
Livin' Joy,
Chris Corsano,
Intrusion,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
John Coltrane,
Tomorrow,
Tubeway Army,
Joensuu 1685,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
OOIOO,
Liliput,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Grass Roots,
Johnny Osbourne,
Boredoms,
Davy DMX,
Byron Stingily,
Rakim,
A Certain Ratio,
June Days,
Public Image Ltd.,
Maurizio,
The Misunderstood,
Inner City,
Kool Moe Dee,
Unwound,
Skarface,
Faraquet,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.