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 Denmark and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Morten Harket to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
Swans,
Echospace,
Pharoah Sanders,
Chris Corsano,
Godley & Creme,
The Busters,
Radio Birdman,
The Toasters,
Junior Murvin,
London Community Gospel Choir,
the Human League,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Adolescents,
A Certain Ratio,
Sixth Finger,
Make Up,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Black Pus,
Sparks,
The Young Rascals,
Basic Channel,
Steve Hackett,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ponytail,
Dave Gahan,
Roxy Music,
The Selecter,
Aaron Thompson,
The Gladiators,
Moby Grape,
Morten Harket,
Mark Hollis,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Hot Snakes,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Anakelly,
Kerrie Biddell,
F. McDonald,
The Music Machine,
Easy Going,
Cal Tjader,
Ossler,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Television,
The Cowsills,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eden Ahbez,
Cybotron,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Joey Negro,
Lalo Schifrin,
Leonard Cohen,
Eddi Front,
John Foxx,
Zero Boys,
D'Angelo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Buzzcocks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.