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 Laos and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the electroclash 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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All Teenage Jesus and the Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Harpers Bizarre,
Joy Division,
The Seeds,
Erasure,
Crooked Eye,
Marshall Jefferson,
Tubeway Army,
These Immortal Souls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ultravox,
Arthur Verocai,
Organ,
Crime,
Public Enemy,
Hashim,
Bronski Beat,
The Durutti Column,
Graham Central Station,
Oblivians,
Bauhaus,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Qualms,
L. Decosne,
Hot Snakes,
Black Moon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Dennis Brown,
Monolake,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mark Hollis,
The Tremeloes,
Drexciya,
Minny Pops,
The Monochrome Set,
UT,
The Move,
Animal Collective,
Pussy Galore,
Rotary Connection,
The Names,
Vladislav Delay,
The Litter,
The Residents,
Nick Fraelich,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Franke,
Hardrive,
Juan Atkins,
Steve Hackett,
Camberwell Now,
Das Ding,
Quando Quango,
Soul Sonic Force,
Y Pants,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Monks,
Soft Machine,
Howard Jones,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.