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 Dominican Republic and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 oboe 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 Cal Tjader to the rock 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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Circle Jerks,
Sun Ra,
Scrapy,
Can,
Sixth Finger,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Kinks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Amon Düül II,
Unwound,
The Sonics,
Sun City Girls,
Godley & Creme,
Robert Wyatt,
Nico,
Moss Icon,
Wire,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Byron Stingily,
DJ Sneak,
Soft Machine,
Faust,
Robert Hood,
Swell Maps,
Tomorrow,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Radiohead,
Scott Walker,
Wolf Eyes,
Carl Craig,
Derrick May,
Silicon Teens,
The United States of America,
Nation of Ulysses,
D'Angelo,
The Knickerbockers,
Bronski Beat,
Barry Ungar,
Gang Green,
The Trojans,
Deakin,
Magazine,
Depeche Mode,
Lalann,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Todd Rundgren,
Sight & Sound,
Popol Vuh,
The Mojo Men,
Gregory Isaacs,
Roxette,
Peter and Kerry,
The Gun Club,
June of 44,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Divine Comedy,
Make Up,
Sparks,
Television Personalities,
Sandy B,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jerry's Kids,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.