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 Montenegro and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Busters to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
The Remains,
Gong,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bad Manners,
The Zeros,
Nirvana,
Drive Like Jehu,
Scratch Acid,
Joe Finger,
Black Pus,
Con Funk Shun,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sister Nancy,
Scrapy,
Brand Nubian,
John Holt,
Warren Ellis,
ABC,
Rekid,
Banda Bassotti,
James Chance & The Contortions,
MDC,
Rapeman,
June Days,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Star Department,
Tim Buckley,
Mandrill,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Delta 5,
Visage,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Doobie Brothers,
Radiopuhelimet,
Panda Bear,
Supertramp,
The Techniques,
The Shadows of Knight,
Frankie Knuckles,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Association,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Dead C,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Throbbing Gristle,
EPMD,
The Smiths,
Crime,
Mark Hollis,
The Fall,
Crooked Eye,
The Motions,
Sonic Youth,
Procol Harum,
Quando Quango,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.