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 Mali and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 oboe 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 Bobbi Humphrey to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Hasil Adkins,
AZ,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Minnie Riperton,
The Associates,
The Happenings,
Wally Richardson,
Echospace,
T. Rex,
Alice Coltrane,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Skaos,
Excepter,
Fat Boys,
Camberwell Now,
Jeff Lynne,
Anthony Braxton,
Mandrill,
Hardrive,
Soulsonic Force,
Symarip,
Masters at Work,
Unrelated Segments,
The Selecter,
New Order,
Ken Boothe,
The Seeds,
Eurythmics,
Television,
Grey Daturas,
Interpol,
Dark Day,
Jerry's Kids,
Rekid,
Freddie Wadling,
Schoolly D,
L. Decosne,
the Human League,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Soft Cell,
Arab on Radar,
Sun Ra,
The Moleskins,
The Mojo Men,
Joy Division,
June of 44,
Barbara Tucker,
Depeche Mode,
The Fugs,
Tom Boy,
Cybotron,
Grauzone,
Frankie Knuckles,
Crispian St. Peters,
Joensuu 1685,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.