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 Zimbabwe and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 David Bowie 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 Janne Schatter to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Camouflage. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
R.M.O.,
Eve St. Jones,
The Toasters,
Smog,
Desert Stars,
Deepchord,
Monks,
The Pop Group,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
E-Dancer,
Ituana,
F. McDonald,
Marine Girls,
Rotary Connection,
Freddie Wadling,
the Normal,
Erasure,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Last Poets,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cluster,
Hardrive,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Harmonia,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pantytec,
Essential Logic,
The Slackers,
The Gap Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Cowsills,
The Smiths,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Derrick May,
8 Eyed Spy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Talk Talk,
Kayak,
Skarface,
Royal Trux,
DNA,
Spandau Ballet,
Zero Boys,
Franke,
The Monks,
DJ Style,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Aswad,
Scott Walker,
The Doors,
Lou Reed,
Robert Görl,
Dave Gahan,
The Music Machine,
The Golliwogs,
Funkadelic,
Faust,
The Modern Lovers,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.