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 Yemen and from London.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Funkadelic 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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T. Rex,
Hasil Adkins,
The Fugs,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rod Modell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pulsallama,
B.T. Express,
Metal Thangz,
Ponytail,
Sixth Finger,
The Skatalites,
Masters at Work,
Sparks,
Eric B and Rakim,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Litter,
Amon Düül,
Blancmange,
Gregory Isaacs,
Babytalk,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Raincoats,
James White and The Blacks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Schoolly D,
Cheater Slicks,
Bronski Beat,
Arthur Verocai,
Kaleidoscope,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Suburban Knight,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Pierre Henry,
Curtis Mayfield,
Thee Headcoats,
Mark Hollis,
Malaria!,
Agent Orange,
Al Stewart,
cv313,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scrapy,
The Last Poets,
Pussy Galore,
Joe Smooth,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Buckinghams,
The New Christs,
John Foxx,
Dual Sessions,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Godley & Creme,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Martian,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Depeche Mode,
Brand Nubian,
the Slits,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.