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 Marshall Islands and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 snare 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the dance 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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan 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 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donald Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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 Bananas,
Avey Tare,
Aural Exciters,
Maurizio,
Niagra,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
June Days,
The Techniques,
Nik Kershaw,
Wolf Eyes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Monolake,
Babytalk,
Siglo XX,
Todd Rundgren,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Negative Approach,
Idris Muhammad,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Josef K,
Magazine,
Colin Newman,
Glenn Branca,
ABBA,
The Tremeloes,
Grey Daturas,
Eli Mardock,
Hashim,
The Star Department,
Yusef Lateef,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Oneida,
Bad Manners,
Monks,
Alton Ellis,
the Human League,
Bobby Sherman,
Fear,
the Swans,
Delta 5,
Saccharine Trust,
X-Ray Spex,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Altered Images,
Godley & Creme,
OOIOO,
The Slits,
Tubeway Army,
The Red Krayola,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pole,
Glambeats Corp.,
Black Sheep,
Marmalade,
Robert Hood,
Fluxion,
Camberwell Now,
Prince Buster,
Mark Hollis,
Aloha Tigers,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.