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 Japan and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 clarinet 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 Icehouse to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Residents. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
Cameo,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ronnie Foster,
Marine Girls,
Country Teasers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ten City,
Toni Rubio,
Matthew Halsall,
Jandek,
Derrick May,
Marshall Jefferson,
Brand Nubian,
Davy DMX,
U.S. Maple,
Cabaret Voltaire,
MDC,
Tomorrow,
Siglo XX,
Pylon,
Sexual Harrassment,
Spoonie Gee,
Lou Reed,
The Divine Comedy,
Peter & Gordon,
Shuggie Otis,
Kool Moe Dee,
These Immortal Souls,
Byron Stingily,
Rotary Connection,
F. McDonald,
Jeff Lynne,
Con Funk Shun,
The Slackers,
Television,
Bobby Byrd,
Chris Corsano,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Hasil Adkins,
Panda Bear,
Neu!,
Franke,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soul II Soul,
Youth Brigade,
The Angels of Light,
Royal Trux,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
Whodini,
The Smiths,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Banda Bassotti,
Carl Craig,
Judy Mowatt,
Fluxion,
Severed Heads,
Mary Jane Girls,
Simply Red,
Dorothy Ashby,
Camberwell Now,
Grauzone,
Leonard Cohen,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.