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 Micronesia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 mellotron 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 Laurel Aitken to the electroclash 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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Yusef Lateef,
Archie Shepp,
Cluster,
The Motions,
Tubeway Army,
Newcleus,
Spandau Ballet,
Girls At Our Best!,
Eli Mardock,
Terrestrial Tones,
Basic Channel,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eric Copeland,
Thee Headcoats,
Ice-T,
Scion,
Mantronix,
Black Bananas,
Lou Reed,
Hasil Adkins,
Main Source,
The Zeros,
Flash Fearless,
Lindisfarne,
Fear,
Marmalade,
Dawn Penn,
Sällskapet,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
MC5,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Cowsills,
Leonard Cohen,
Yaz,
D'Angelo,
The Walker Brothers,
Minny Pops,
Sexual Harrassment,
Youth Brigade,
Section 25,
Gang of Four,
June Days,
Pussy Galore,
Soulsonic Force,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pet Shop Boys,
Whodini,
China Crisis,
Ultimate Spinach,
Byron Stingily,
The Doobie Brothers,
Roxy Music,
Ponytail,
Angry Samoans,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Buzzcocks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Khruangbin,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Wolf Eyes,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.