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 Czech Republic and from Hong Kong.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Lucky Dragons to the funk 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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
Zero Boys,
Robert Wyatt,
Lower 48,
Magma,
Scan 7,
Saccharine Trust,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Brass Construction,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
PIL,
Monolake,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sound Behaviour,
Neu!,
Todd Rundgren,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lou Christie,
Graham Central Station,
U.S. Maple,
Liliput,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Qualms,
Loose Ends,
Girls At Our Best!,
A Certain Ratio,
Cameo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Crash Course in Science,
Robert Hood,
The Evens,
Joe Finger,
The Sonics,
Sällskapet,
ABBA,
Crispy Ambulance,
Mantronix,
the Swans,
The Gun Club,
Cymande,
Q65,
Fad Gadget,
The Mojo Men,
Pole,
The Angels of Light,
Spoonie Gee,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Human League,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ice-T,
In Retrospect,
Eric Dolphy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
the Normal,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Toasters,
48th St. Collective,
Susan Cadogan,
The Sound,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
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You don't know what you really want.