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 Indonesia and from Salvador.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Mandrill to the electroclash 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 The Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Pus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
This Heat,
Colin Newman,
Derrick May,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bob Dylan,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
John Holt,
the Slits,
Janne Schatter,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Agitation Free,
The Slackers,
Spoonie Gee,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Associates,
Roy Ayers,
Bronski Beat,
Fatback Band,
The Offenders,
Kaleidoscope,
Black Bananas,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Joyce Sims,
Patti Smith,
Lower 48,
The Selecter,
Zapp,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ituana,
Gang Starr,
Das Ding,
Nik Kershaw,
Rod Modell,
the Soft Cell,
Adolescents,
Thompson Twins,
The Shadows of Knight,
Oneida,
Blossom Toes,
Rhythm & Sound,
Model 500,
L. Decosne,
Hot Snakes,
Unrelated Segments,
Ken Boothe,
Spandau Ballet,
Sun Ra,
Al Stewart,
June Days,
Pulsallama,
Mandrill,
The Barracudas,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Moleskins,
The Gladiators,
Marine Girls,
Negative Approach,
Pagans, Pagans, Pagans, Pagans.
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.