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 Belgium and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lyon.
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 linndrum 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 Trumans Water to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 J.B.'s. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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?
Skriet,
Lalann,
Prince Buster,
Sugar Minott,
Qualms,
Vladislav Delay,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Skarface,
Junior Murvin,
Kevin Saunderson,
Roger Hodgson,
The Mojo Men,
Quadrant,
Peter and Kerry,
Jacob Miller,
Model 500,
Slick Rick,
Rufus Thomas,
Gang Green,
Goldenarms,
Byron Stingily,
Fad Gadget,
Lucky Dragons,
Kerrie Biddell,
Das Ding,
The Slits,
A Flock of Seagulls,
This Heat,
Brass Construction,
Roxette,
Lakeside,
U.S. Maple,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Gladiators,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Dave Gahan,
Johnny Clarke,
JFA,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Brick,
Ten City,
The Sisters of Mercy,
June of 44,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Lydon,
The Selecter,
The New Christs,
The Moleskins,
Wire,
Pharoah Sanders,
China Crisis,
Nation of Ulysses,
Heaven 17,
Drive Like Jehu,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Television,
X-102,
Flash Fearless,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.