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 Mexico and from Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lou Reed to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sixth Finger,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pole,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Black Moon,
Bobby Byrd,
Gregory Isaacs,
Piero Umiliani,
A Certain Ratio,
Leonard Cohen,
AZ,
The Skatalites,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jeff Lynne,
Mantronix,
Aswad,
Godley & Creme,
The Young Rascals,
The Beau Brummels,
Heaven 17,
Alison Limerick,
Shoche,
The Cure,
Minnie Riperton,
the Germs,
Desert Stars,
Smog,
The Buckinghams,
H. Thieme,
Clear Light,
Easy Going,
Chrome,
Eurythmics,
The Invisible,
X-102,
Marvin Gaye,
Bush Tetras,
Blake Baxter,
The Busters,
The Star Department,
The Misunderstood,
Stetsasonic,
Procol Harum,
Y Pants,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Japan,
Kaleidoscope,
Black Bananas,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Red Krayola,
Robert Hood,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kerrie Biddell,
Roxette,
K-Klass,
Gang Gang Dance,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.