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 Albania and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Zeros to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
Harmonia,
Stockholm Monsters,
Anakelly,
Essential Logic,
Hardrive,
Buzzcocks,
The Dirtbombs,
Crash Course in Science,
Suicide,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Silicon Teens,
Jesper Dahlback,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nas,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sixth Finger,
Bad Manners,
Lakeside,
The Monks,
K-Klass,
Davy DMX,
the Germs,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Andrew Hill,
Funky Four + One,
June of 44,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Deakin,
The Moody Blues,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Slits,
Lou Reed,
The Moleskins,
Bobby Sherman,
Lindisfarne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Public Enemy,
Robert Wyatt,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Aloha Tigers,
Japan,
T. Rex,
Das Ding,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Nik Kershaw,
Sandy B,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Don Cherry,
Deadbeat,
Trumans Water,
Joy Division,
Malaria!,
Colin Newman,
These Immortal Souls,
David McCallum,
Easy Going,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.