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 Tunisia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Adolescents to the dance 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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eve St. Jones,
Jeff Lynne,
Crime,
Black Moon,
Quando Quango,
The Monochrome Set,
Sparks,
8 Eyed Spy,
Little Man,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Banda Bassotti,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sällskapet,
Tom Boy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Average White Band,
F. McDonald,
Ultravox,
Rapeman,
the Swans,
Organ,
Agitation Free,
Idris Muhammad,
Byron Stingily,
The Techniques,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Soft Cell,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
KRS-One,
Q and Not U,
Hashim,
Severed Heads,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kenny Larkin,
The American Breed,
Rufus Thomas,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Donny Hathaway,
ABBA,
The Cosmic Jokers,
B.T. Express,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gichy Dan,
Japan,
Jeff Mills,
Arab on Radar,
John Holt,
Warren Ellis,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eden Ahbez,
Spandau Ballet,
The Searchers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Beau Brummels,
The Doors,
Buzzcocks,
Bad Manners,
Gang Gang Dance,
Joyce Sims,
Mr. Review,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.