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 Cyprus and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 mellotron 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 Franke to the dance 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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Aaron Thompson,
Iggy Pop,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Heaven 17,
Livin' Joy,
Vainqueur,
The Fuzztones,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dawn Penn,
Freddie Wadling,
June of 44,
Cheater Slicks,
Bauhaus,
Ituana,
Sandy B,
Ornette Coleman,
Terrestrial Tones,
Minutemen,
The United States of America,
The Fire Engines,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
A Certain Ratio,
Lalann,
Amon Düül,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Duran Duran,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Goldenarms,
Pagans,
Intrusion,
Thee Headcoats,
The Mojo Men,
David Axelrod,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sam Rivers,
Guru Guru,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Whodini,
Au Pairs,
Donny Hathaway,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Black Sheep,
Marshall Jefferson,
Faust,
The Buckinghams,
MDC,
Peter & Gordon,
Zero Boys,
Ultravox,
Cymande,
The Tremeloes,
Swell Maps,
The Wake,
The New Christs,
Erasure,
Blake Baxter,
the Germs,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.