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 Cape Verde and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Scan 7 to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Monks,
KRS-One,
Jerry Gold Smith,
John Coltrane,
Nick Fraelich,
Barclay James Harvest,
PIL,
Magma,
Shoche,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Icehouse,
Crispian St. Peters,
Fatback Band,
Lindisfarne,
X-101,
Cecil Taylor,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Pretty Things,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Monolake,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Barry Ungar,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Susan Cadogan,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ultra Naté,
Kurtis Blow,
Blake Baxter,
the Normal,
Pharoah Sanders,
Grey Daturas,
June of 44,
Alice Coltrane,
Goldenarms,
The Stooges,
Slave,
Tom Boy,
Curtis Mayfield,
Hot Snakes,
Jandek,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Radiohead,
The Black Dice,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
James White and The Blacks,
Spandau Ballet,
Donny Hathaway,
Lee Hazlewood,
David McCallum,
The Standells,
Silicon Teens,
Interpol,
Man Eating Sloth,
Josef K,
Underground Resistance,
The Raincoats,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.