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 Kosovo and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Grey Daturas to the dance 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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bush Tetras,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Stetsasonic,
Juan Atkins,
One Last Wish,
Von Mondo,
Roxy Music,
The Grass Roots,
Hasil Adkins,
Symarip,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Blues Magoos,
The Music Machine,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Neil Young,
Saccharine Trust,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bootsy Collins,
David Bowie,
Iggy Pop,
Sexual Harrassment,
Fear,
Soft Cell,
X-102,
Yusef Lateef,
The Kinks,
Alphaville,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
John Holt,
Joy Division,
The Leaves,
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The Searchers,
Easy Going,
The Smiths,
Ten City,
Echospace,
Fatback Band,
June of 44,
Dawn Penn,
New York Dolls,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gabor Szabo,
Harmonia,
Sonic Youth,
Subhumans,
Pagans,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Black Dice,
Country Teasers,
The Blackbyrds,
Camberwell Now,
Al Stewart,
the Swans,
Lou Reed,
The Cramps,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Dark Day,
10cc,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.