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 Ireland and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Joy Division to the disco 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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Ken Boothe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
The Star Department,
John Coltrane,
Ronan,
The Fall,
The Misunderstood,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Slits,
Silicon Teens,
Peter & Gordon,
The J.B.'s,
Scratch Acid,
Sugar Minott,
Eve St. Jones,
Heaven 17,
Barry Ungar,
10cc,
Alton Ellis,
Rufus Thomas,
Das Ding,
Danielle Patucci,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Golliwogs,
Malaria!,
Todd Rundgren,
The Selecter,
The Detroit Cobras,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Faraquet,
The Residents,
Jeru the Damaja,
8 Eyed Spy,
Minutemen,
Camouflage,
Guru Guru,
Crash Course in Science,
Susan Cadogan,
Warsaw,
Scientists,
The Stooges,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Interpol,
The Kinks,
the Slits,
Vainqueur,
Tres Demented,
Stereo Dub,
The Tremeloes,
The Gap Band,
The Raincoats,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Seeds,
F. McDonald,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Franke,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Siglo XX,
Pharoah Sanders,
T. Rex,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Country Teasers,
Freddie Wadling,
Black Bananas,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.