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 Benin and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 theremin 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 Desert Stars to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The J.B.'s record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
The Black Dice,
Colin Newman,
U.S. Maple,
Groovy Waters,
Skarface,
Cheater Slicks,
The Beau Brummels,
Robert Wyatt,
Rufus Thomas,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Marc Almond,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gil Scott Heron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Television Personalities,
The Moleskins,
The Vogues,
Bob Dylan,
Dave Gahan,
Amon Düül II,
The Slits,
Hoover,
Frankie Knuckles,
Harmonia,
Echospace,
Matthew Halsall,
Sound Behaviour,
Spandau Ballet,
Duran Duran,
La Düsseldorf,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Cameo,
A Certain Ratio,
Mary Jane Girls,
Yaz,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Crispian St. Peters,
Camberwell Now,
Brick,
Half Japanese,
Metal Thangz,
Bluetip,
Radiopuhelimet,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Amon Düül,
the Slits,
Pantytec,
Boredoms,
Tom Boy,
The Star Department,
Sexual Harrassment,
Smog,
Piero Umiliani,
Au Pairs,
K-Klass,
Lyres,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid.
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.