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 Algeria and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Searchers to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slackers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
Minor Threat,
Gregory Isaacs,
Magma,
The Gun Club,
Suburban Knight,
The Sonics,
Idris Muhammad,
Robert Görl,
Maurizio,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
David Axelrod,
Massinfluence,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Smiths,
Duran Duran,
Excepter,
Soft Machine,
10cc,
DJ Sneak,
Tomorrow,
FM Einheit,
Deakin,
PIL,
Yellowson,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gerry Rafferty,
Frankie Knuckles,
Janne Schatter,
UT,
Eden Ahbez,
Juan Atkins,
Panda Bear,
Gabor Szabo,
Jawbox,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Oneida,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Royal Trux,
Schoolly D,
Lightning Bolt,
Television Personalities,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Radio Birdman,
OOIOO,
Nick Fraelich,
Dark Day,
The Motions,
Bill Near,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ice-T,
The Dead C,
Rekid,
Skaos,
Andrew Hill,
Harpers Bizarre,
Metal Thangz,
Peter & Gordon,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.