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 Israel and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James White and The Blacks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
The Pop Group,
Camberwell Now,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Nick Fraelich,
Aswad,
The Gap Band,
The Smoke,
John Lydon,
Marc Almond,
Tomorrow,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Symarip,
Smog,
Archie Shepp,
Heaven 17,
the Association,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Depeche Mode,
The Dave Clark Five,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Fear,
Tears for Fears,
Mantronix,
Shoche,
Icehouse,
The Busters,
Unwound,
Lee Hazlewood,
Dual Sessions,
Todd Terry,
T. Rex,
Radiohead,
The Divine Comedy,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Fugs,
Jacob Miller,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ponytail,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Big Daddy Kane,
Charles Mingus,
The Index,
Johnny Clarke,
Toni Rubio,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Outsiders,
Moby Grape,
The Toasters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
LL Cool J,
Delta 5,
Brick,
Nils Olav,
Pulsallama,
Barbara Tucker,
The Tremeloes,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.