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 Bahamas and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Stockholm.
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 Joy Division to the grime 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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ajijia Myrayebe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
Tom Boy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Black Sheep,
Matthew Halsall,
Slave,
Minny Pops,
John Coltrane,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Soul II Soul,
Byron Stingily,
Erasure,
The Raincoats,
Ornette Coleman,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ohio Players,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Kinks,
Jacques Brel,
Brass Construction,
Popol Vuh,
Blossom Toes,
Dennis Brown,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
New Order,
Wire,
Cameo,
the Association,
Porter Ricks,
The Angels of Light,
Steve Hackett,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ice-T,
Drive Like Jehu,
Angry Samoans,
Sound Behaviour,
The Vogues,
The Victims,
The Modern Lovers,
Sonic Youth,
Joy Division,
The Saints,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pet Shop Boys,
LL Cool J,
Yazoo,
The Associates,
Drexciya,
Joensuu 1685,
Blancmange,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Heaven 17,
Nico,
Max Romeo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Black Moon,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.