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 Taiwan and from Lagos.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 Loose Ends to the funk 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pet Shop Boys,
June of 44,
Bush Tetras,
the Human League,
The Pop Group,
Jacob Miller,
Half Japanese,
Q65,
Nik Kershaw,
Newcleus,
Radiohead,
Jesper Dahlback,
Anakelly,
Patti Smith,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Barracudas,
Henry Cow,
Fear,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Warren Ellis,
The Searchers,
Wally Richardson,
Ten City,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Public Enemy,
Skarface,
The Index,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Animal Collective,
Peter & Gordon,
Lou Christie,
X-102,
The Smiths,
Main Source,
Anthony Braxton,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Average White Band,
Soft Machine,
Suburban Knight,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ronan,
The Gap Band,
Mary Jane Girls,
8 Eyed Spy,
Index,
Alice Coltrane,
The Dirtbombs,
DNA,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sight & Sound,
Charles Mingus,
Man Eating Sloth,
Buzzcocks,
The Divine Comedy,
Dave Gahan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Stetsasonic,
Monolake,
The Associates,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.