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 Fiji and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Lalann to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerrie Biddell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Remains,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Deepchord,
Laurel Aitken,
Robert Hood,
Bauhaus,
Supertramp,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
8 Eyed Spy,
Marmalade,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Amon Düül,
Yusef Lateef,
Agent Orange,
E-Dancer,
Quadrant,
Michelle Simonal,
The Slackers,
Nils Olav,
Jeff Mills,
Buzzcocks,
Niagra,
Dark Day,
Make Up,
Echospace,
Kayak,
Crispian St. Peters,
Reagan Youth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Peter & Gordon,
Black Bananas,
Marvin Gaye,
The Kinks,
One Last Wish,
Scratch Acid,
Brass Construction,
The Zeros,
Severed Heads,
The Index,
Lightning Bolt,
Stetsasonic,
Charles Mingus,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
In Retrospect,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Cramps,
China Crisis,
Procol Harum,
Crime,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Swell Maps,
Hoover,
Joe Smooth,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lower 48,
Glambeats Corp.,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.