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 Fiji and from Madrid.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Moss Icon to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Marshall Jefferson,
Goldenarms,
Youth Brigade,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Fear,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Joyce Sims,
Nik Kershaw,
EPMD,
8 Eyed Spy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lou Reed,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ronnie Foster,
Aaron Thompson,
Essential Logic,
Letta Mbulu,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Delta 5,
Metal Thangz,
Camouflage,
48th St. Collective,
Fugazi,
Dorothy Ashby,
Robert Hood,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
UT,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Vainqueur,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Don Cherry,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Echospace,
kango's stein massive,
Bill Near,
The Angels of Light,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Searchers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Black Dice,
Jeff Lynne,
H. Thieme,
Fluxion,
Spandau Ballet,
Moby Grape,
Toni Rubio,
Sexual Harrassment,
X-102,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Accadde A,
Desert Stars,
Drexciya,
Agitation Free,
Dave Gahan,
Simply Red,
Dead Boys,
Livin' Joy,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Last Poets,
Carl Craig,
Buzzcocks,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.