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 Ecuador and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Donald Fagen 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the jazz 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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Real Kids,
Radiohead,
Easy Going,
Andrew Hill,
Cheater Slicks,
Flash Fearless,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lakeside,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lyres,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Boredoms,
Rhythm & Sound,
World's Most,
Davy DMX,
The Dirtbombs,
The Red Krayola,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Dark Day,
The Divine Comedy,
James White and The Blacks,
The Dead C,
Yaz,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Barry Ungar,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bronski Beat,
Visage,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
David Axelrod,
Schoolly D,
Soft Machine,
Steve Hackett,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
FM Einheit,
Accadde A,
L. Decosne,
The Toasters,
Iggy Pop,
Tim Buckley,
Toni Rubio,
David Bowie,
Clear Light,
Albert Ayler,
Jeff Lynne,
Audionom,
The Raincoats,
Half Japanese,
Ultimate Spinach,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Zeros,
Pussy Galore,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Public Image Ltd.,
Fifty Foot Hose,
MC5,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Inner City,
The American Breed,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Throbbing Gristle,
Banda Bassotti,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.