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 Mauritius and from Sao Paulo.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Johnny Osbourne to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-101,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Deakin,
Rosa Yemen,
Young Marble Giants,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Oneida,
Jacob Miller,
Make Up,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Todd Rundgren,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Symarip,
CMW,
Q65,
Clear Light,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Marmalade,
the Normal,
Jerry Gold Smith,
June Days,
Das Ding,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ponytail,
Guru Guru,
Leonard Cohen,
Jeff Mills,
Ohio Players,
The Seeds,
U.S. Maple,
Amon Düül,
Yusef Lateef,
Zapp,
Gil Scott Heron,
Dawn Penn,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
La Düsseldorf,
Nick Fraelich,
Reuben Wilson,
The Victims,
Fugazi,
Sixth Finger,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lalann,
The Fuzztones,
Stockholm Monsters,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
New Age Steppers,
Television,
The Techniques,
Bang On A Can,
Negative Approach,
The Blues Magoos,
Lee Hazlewood,
Warsaw,
Jeff Lynne,
Unrelated Segments,
Brand Nubian,
Matthew Bourne,
Rotary Connection,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.