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 Ghana and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bob Dylan,
Swans,
ABBA,
Accadde A,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Minny Pops,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Das Ding,
Suburban Knight,
Motorama,
Adolescents,
Fat Boys,
Bang On A Can,
Marine Girls,
Yazoo,
Trumans Water,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Evens,
Roxy Music,
Amon Düül,
Simply Red,
T.S.O.L.,
the Bar-Kays,
The Fugs,
Sam Rivers,
The Moleskins,
Parry Music,
Dawn Penn,
Wire,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bush Tetras,
Buzzcocks,
Soft Cell,
Gong,
Ten City,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sarah Menescal,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sixth Finger,
The Zeros,
Organ,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Golliwogs,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pharoah Sanders,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soul Sonic Force,
Marvin Gaye,
Stereo Dub,
Q65,
Kevin Saunderson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Knickerbockers,
The Blues Magoos,
48th St. Collective,
Barclay James Harvest,
Quantec,
Jeff Mills,
John Foxx,
CMW,
The Invisible,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.