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 San Marino and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Flipper to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Smog,
Sparks,
The Birthday Party,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Television Personalities,
The Cosmic Jokers,
B.T. Express,
Matthew Halsall,
Erasure,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lucky Dragons,
Ultra Naté,
Hasil Adkins,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
ABC,
Grandmaster Flash,
Dual Sessions,
Prince Buster,
The Walker Brothers,
Todd Terry,
Bobbi Humphrey,
L. Decosne,
Hardrive,
Metal Thangz,
Fela Kuti,
The Blackbyrds,
Nik Kershaw,
Magma,
Nils Olav,
The Kinks,
Warren Ellis,
PIL,
The Red Krayola,
Josef K,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bad Manners,
Sällskapet,
Spoonie Gee,
Skarface,
Danielle Patucci,
The Leaves,
the Bar-Kays,
Easy Going,
Glenn Branca,
Main Source,
The Fuzztones,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Modern Lovers,
John Holt,
Matthew Bourne,
Desert Stars,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bobby Sherman,
Tropical Tobacco,
Nico,
Gong,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.