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 Belarus and from Copenhagen.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Glenn Branca to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Darondo,
Hasil Adkins,
Arab on Radar,
Flash Fearless,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Birthday Party,
The Last Poets,
The Five Americans,
Khruangbin,
Sixth Finger,
Gang Gang Dance,
Au Pairs,
The Star Department,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
ABBA,
The Modern Lovers,
Todd Rundgren,
The Fire Engines,
Qualms,
World's Most,
Tom Boy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Sonics,
The Stooges,
L. Decosne,
Guru Guru,
Bootsy Collins,
Cluster,
Soul Sonic Force,
Henry Cow,
Robert Hood,
Organ,
Juan Atkins,
Heaven 17,
the Bar-Kays,
Nas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mr. Review,
Sonny Sharrock,
Alphaville,
Iggy Pop,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Marmalade,
The Gun Club,
Animal Collective,
Eric Copeland,
Flipper,
Stereo Dub,
Pulsallama,
Scratch Acid,
Sun Ra,
Jerry's Kids,
Intrusion,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Happenings,
Scion,
Bobby Byrd,
Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis.
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.