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 Spain and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 rhodes 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Moon,
Harpers Bizarre,
Crispian St. Peters,
Michelle Simonal,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Pretty Things,
The Remains,
Eddi Front,
Sandy B,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Flash Fearless,
The Count Five,
Juan Atkins,
Isaac Hayes,
the Bar-Kays,
EPMD,
Q65,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jimmy McGriff,
Grauzone,
Smog,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Radiohead,
Flipper,
Erykah Badu,
DJ Sneak,
John Holt,
Fad Gadget,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Scan 7,
Rekid,
The Tremeloes,
Dave Gahan,
Cluster,
Grey Daturas,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sparks,
The Birthday Party,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lakeside,
The Fortunes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Deakin,
China Crisis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Moleskins,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Electric Prunes,
The Move,
Bill Wells,
Joe Finger,
MDC,
Magma,
Sex Pistols,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Mission of Burma,
Cymande,
The Real Kids,
The Litter,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.