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 Uruguay and from Woodstock.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Pylon to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Electric Prunes,
This Heat,
Bauhaus,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Infiniti,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ronan,
Metal Thangz,
Barry Ungar,
Hashim,
The Dave Clark Five,
Das Ding,
Trumans Water,
Nick Fraelich,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Dead C,
EPMD,
The United States of America,
Q65,
Anthony Braxton,
Procol Harum,
The Blackbyrds,
Kas Product,
The Modern Lovers,
Joey Negro,
Shuggie Otis,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Thompson Twins,
The Grass Roots,
Ponytail,
Ituana,
Silicon Teens,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pantytec,
The Divine Comedy,
Amon Düül,
10cc,
Sister Nancy,
Magma,
June of 44,
Japan,
cv313,
The Walker Brothers,
Echospace,
Scott Walker,
Josef K,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Michelle Simonal,
the Fania All-Stars,
Girls At Our Best!,
Warsaw,
Donald Byrd,
Goldenarms,
Amon Düül II,
Byron Stingily,
Monolake,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Stiv Bators,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lucky Dragons,
8 Eyed Spy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.