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 Cambodia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Jawbox to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Saints. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Misunderstood,
Tom Boy,
Junior Murvin,
Fad Gadget,
Stetsasonic,
Qualms,
Intrusion,
Crispian St. Peters,
Andrew Hill,
Minny Pops,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Eric Dolphy,
China Crisis,
Agitation Free,
Amon Düül,
Rotary Connection,
Gastr Del Sol,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Wolf Eyes,
Circle Jerks,
Sun Ra,
Ossler,
Neil Young,
Lou Christie,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rites of Spring,
48th St. Collective,
F. McDonald,
Terry Callier,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Negative Approach,
Das Ding,
Siglo XX,
Robert Wyatt,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Erykah Badu,
Sight & Sound,
Faraquet,
the Normal,
The Last Poets,
The United States of America,
Alphaville,
Japan,
Godley & Creme,
Crooked Eye,
Fat Boys,
The Invisible,
Delta 5,
The Slits,
Underground Resistance,
Silicon Teens,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
One Last Wish,
Bobby Byrd,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Erasure,
Pantytec,
Loose Ends,
Ralphi Rosario,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.