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 Guyana and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 spring reverb 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 These Immortal Souls to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) 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?
Scan 7,
The Cowsills,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Mr. Review,
Minny Pops,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Newcleus,
Qualms,
Chris & Cosey,
Alison Limerick,
Altered Images,
The Moleskins,
Nico,
Fad Gadget,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cheater Slicks,
Circle Jerks,
Bad Manners,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pere Ubu,
Black Sheep,
Siglo XX,
One Last Wish,
Piero Umiliani,
Ludus,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Wings,
Ultravox,
The Music Machine,
Jandek,
The Red Krayola,
Magazine,
John Coltrane,
Laurel Aitken,
Davy DMX,
The Mummies,
Anthony Braxton,
The Trojans,
Wally Richardson,
Adolescents,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Donny Hathaway,
The Pretty Things,
Hashim,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Suicide,
John Holt,
The Human League,
The Count Five,
Funky Four + One,
The Fortunes,
Jeff Mills,
Slick Rick,
The Doobie Brothers,
Maurizio,
Mandrill,
Lower 48,
The American Breed,
Vladislav Delay,
Avey Tare,
the Human League,
Moby Grape,
Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran.
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.