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 Estonia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Stockholm.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 AZ to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Offenders. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
Jeru the Damaja,
Wings,
Technova,
The Techniques,
Aloha Tigers,
John Lydon,
The Electric Prunes,
Los Fastidios,
Patti Smith,
John Foxx,
The Golliwogs,
Lee Hazlewood,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
L. Decosne,
Harpers Bizarre,
Todd Terry,
Nik Kershaw,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
David Axelrod,
Howard Jones,
Cabaret Voltaire,
X-Ray Spex,
Hasil Adkins,
The Neon Judgement,
Q and Not U,
The Tremeloes,
Little Man,
Goldenarms,
Ronan,
Cheater Slicks,
Rakim,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Christie,
Kas Product,
Mark Hollis,
Jandek,
Adolescents,
Panda Bear,
Skarface,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Remains,
Peter & Gordon,
The Blackbyrds,
The Durutti Column,
Tomorrow,
the Association,
Robert Wyatt,
Arcadia,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Procol Harum,
The Saints,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bobby Byrd,
Delon & Dalcan,
Half Japanese,
Erasure,
Parry Music,
Fear,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.