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 Georgia and from Jakarta.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Main Source to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Slits. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rapeman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Vladislav Delay,
Kerri Chandler,
Marvin Gaye,
Funky Four + One,
June Days,
The Angels of Light,
The Count Five,
Godley & Creme,
Suburban Knight,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Gories,
Sugar Minott,
Sexual Harrassment,
Skriet,
Thee Headcoats,
Black Moon,
The Dead C,
Stereo Dub,
Jerry Gold Smith,
David McCallum,
One Last Wish,
The Black Dice,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Quadrant,
Parry Music,
Charles Mingus,
Morten Harket,
China Crisis,
Jeff Lynne,
Kayak,
Roxette,
The Selecter,
Joe Finger,
The Victims,
John Lydon,
The Index,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kool Moe Dee,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pet Shop Boys,
Amazonics,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Spandau Ballet,
The Offenders,
Jacob Miller,
Adolescents,
Anakelly,
Skarface,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Leonard Cohen,
T. Rex,
X-101,
Soul Sonic Force,
Neu!,
Rhythm & Sound,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Second Layer,
The Residents,
Altered Images,
Television Personalities,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.