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 Colombia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Techniques to the rock 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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Yusef Lateef,
Mark Hollis,
Lebanon Hanover,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Aural Exciters,
Marine Girls,
Sex Pistols,
Stockholm Monsters,
John Cale,
Ornette Coleman,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ralphi Rosario,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Roger Hodgson,
Public Enemy,
Erykah Badu,
Bizarre Inc.,
Youth Brigade,
Easy Going,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Angels of Light,
New Age Steppers,
June of 44,
Marvin Gaye,
JFA,
FM Einheit,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Steve Hackett,
Cabaret Voltaire,
MDC,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sister Nancy,
David Bowie,
Avey Tare,
Wolf Eyes,
Roxy Music,
Lindisfarne,
Q65,
Nils Olav,
Deakin,
Drexciya,
Thompson Twins,
New York Dolls,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Warren Ellis,
Inner City,
Don Cherry,
the Association,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Negative Approach,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pagans,
Gabor Szabo,
Gang of Four,
Amon Düül,
Boz Scaggs,
The Residents,
Basic Channel,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.