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 Montenegro and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe 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 Duran Duran to the rock 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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sparks,
Schoolly D,
Robert Wyatt,
The Divine Comedy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The United States of America,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The New Christs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Funky Four + One,
Warren Ellis,
Unrelated Segments,
Mars,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
ABBA,
Pantytec,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Scientists,
Arab on Radar,
Glenn Branca,
Bluetip,
Bang On A Can,
Loose Ends,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
John Foxx,
Sister Nancy,
Blake Baxter,
Yusef Lateef,
Camouflage,
Kayak,
The Gun Club,
New Age Steppers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Black Dice,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Iggy Pop,
Model 500,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Joey Negro,
The Barracudas,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Pretty Things,
ABC,
The Fall,
Average White Band,
The Count Five,
Scratch Acid,
Deakin,
Ultravox,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Talk Talk,
Godley & Creme,
Gang Gang Dance,
Slave,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.