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 Thailand and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 marimba 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 Black Flag to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Altered Images record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
Kevin Saunderson,
New Age Steppers,
Hasil Adkins,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Funkadelic,
Nik Kershaw,
Howard Jones,
Matthew Halsall,
Goldenarms,
Vladislav Delay,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mantronix,
The Knickerbockers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Cameo,
Kerri Chandler,
Pagans,
Erykah Badu,
Letta Mbulu,
Rapeman,
Flipper,
Idris Muhammad,
Arcadia,
Masters at Work,
Kayak,
The Kinks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Peter and Kerry,
Faraquet,
Roy Ayers,
Flash Fearless,
Zapp,
Lebanon Hanover,
Trumans Water,
the Slits,
Charles Mingus,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Toni Rubio,
Soft Cell,
Isaac Hayes,
the Human League,
Morten Harket,
Sexual Harrassment,
Joe Smooth,
Joensuu 1685,
Eurythmics,
Malaria!,
Ornette Coleman,
Terry Callier,
John Foxx,
Organ,
Crime,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
ABBA,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bill Near,
Cheater Slicks,
Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion.
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.