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 Malta and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 linndrum 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 Robert Wyatt to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Quantec,
The New Christs,
Camberwell Now,
Marshall Jefferson,
Barrington Levy,
Andrew Hill,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Count Five,
Terry Callier,
the Sonics,
The Dave Clark Five,
Colin Newman,
Porter Ricks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Joy Division,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Morten Harket,
Frankie Knuckles,
Goldenarms,
Spoonie Gee,
Janne Schatter,
The Birthday Party,
Shuggie Otis,
Index,
The Cure,
Joyce Sims,
Arcadia,
PIL,
Young Marble Giants,
Livin' Joy,
Ultravox,
Sex Pistols,
Blossom Toes,
The Fortunes,
Sun Ra,
Erykah Badu,
Terrestrial Tones,
Hoover,
The Seeds,
Henry Cow,
Brand Nubian,
The Happenings,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jeff Mills,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Leaves,
Skaos,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Wally Richardson,
Alison Limerick,
Wolf Eyes,
Skarface,
Siglo XX,
Smog,
Nik Kershaw,
Kool Moe Dee,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Offenders,
Eli Mardock,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.