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 Croatia and from Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Houston.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Reagan Youth to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby 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?
Wire,
The Walker Brothers,
La Düsseldorf,
Jeff Mills,
JFA,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Blackbyrds,
Todd Terry,
David Bowie,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Henry Cow,
Guru Guru,
The Electric Prunes,
Schoolly D,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eric Dolphy,
Rekid,
The Vogues,
Nico,
The Mighty Diamonds,
PIL,
Dorothy Ashby,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Scan 7,
Groovy Waters,
Pulsallama,
Lou Reed,
Scott Walker,
Brothers Johnson,
the Association,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
FM Einheit,
Ultra Naté,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nils Olav,
Soul II Soul,
Stereo Dub,
8 Eyed Spy,
Pere Ubu,
Lalo Schifrin,
Camberwell Now,
X-Ray Spex,
Robert Görl,
The Slits,
Oneida,
Agent Orange,
Angry Samoans,
Pussy Galore,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Symarip,
Crime,
Marvin Gaye,
ABC,
Faust,
Model 500,
Panda Bear,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.