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 Ecuador and from Columbus.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Hashim to the grunge 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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Piero Umiliani,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Joe Smooth,
Frankie Knuckles,
Technova,
Girls At Our Best!,
Smog,
Alison Limerick,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Delta 5,
Boredoms,
The Modern Lovers,
Scientists,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Real Kids,
Barry Ungar,
Yazoo,
Black Flag,
Todd Rundgren,
Yusef Lateef,
Terry Callier,
Brick,
Bobby Womack,
Sister Nancy,
John Foxx,
Pere Ubu,
The Cure,
Massinfluence,
Television,
Byron Stingily,
Donny Hathaway,
DJ Style,
Cal Tjader,
Dorothy Ashby,
Andrew Hill,
The Golliwogs,
Young Marble Giants,
Subhumans,
Sällskapet,
Toni Rubio,
E-Dancer,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Crime,
The Dead C,
Depeche Mode,
The Smoke,
Erasure,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bootsy Collins,
Man Eating Sloth,
Agent Orange,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Anthony Braxton,
Fear,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Marine Girls,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy.
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.