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 Seoul.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Ronan to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
June Days,
D'Angelo,
Unrelated Segments,
Anakelly,
Gastr Del Sol,
Thee Headcoats,
Barbara Tucker,
Radiopuhelimet,
Subhumans,
The Monks,
Pussy Galore,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pantaleimon,
Althea and Donna,
Little Man,
Slave,
Junior Murvin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dennis Brown,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Kinks,
Yusef Lateef,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fatback Band,
Deadbeat,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Alison Limerick,
The Cowsills,
The United States of America,
Porter Ricks,
La Düsseldorf,
LL Cool J,
Stockholm Monsters,
Skarface,
Sunsets and Hearts,
FM Einheit,
Soul II Soul,
Drexciya,
E-Dancer,
Yaz,
Toni Rubio,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sixth Finger,
Fugazi,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The J.B.'s,
Liliput,
Eli Mardock,
Goldenarms,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Connie Case,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
PIL,
Mars,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dawn Penn,
UT,
Clear Light,
The Divine Comedy,
Mission of Burma,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.