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 Romania and from Hong Kong.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro 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 Nils Olav to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps 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?
Brass Construction,
the Bar-Kays,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Quadrant,
Swans,
Chris Corsano,
Ponytail,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sun City Girls,
The Happenings,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fortunes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Neil Young,
Ronan,
The Monks,
ABBA,
David Axelrod,
The American Breed,
the Association,
Bad Manners,
Sugar Minott,
Gichy Dan,
Zero Boys,
Amon Düül II,
Rufus Thomas,
the Swans,
The Misunderstood,
Lungfish,
The Searchers,
Monolake,
Soulsonic Force,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Cybotron,
Jeru the Damaja,
Can,
Deepchord,
Vainqueur,
The Sound,
Alice Coltrane,
China Crisis,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sparks,
the Human League,
Aswad,
Glambeats Corp.,
Half Japanese,
AZ,
Bobby Sherman,
Ultimate Spinach,
Matthew Halsall,
The Smoke,
Roxy Music,
Cameo,
Das Ding,
the Sonics,
Harry Pussy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.