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 South Sudan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 Delhi and Mumbai.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pussy Galore to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Iggy Pop,
Loose Ends,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Barbara Tucker,
Cheater Slicks,
Aaron Thompson,
Swell Maps,
Carl Craig,
Hasil Adkins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Godley & Creme,
Crime,
Aloha Tigers,
The Fall,
Flipper,
The Knickerbockers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Funkadelic,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Music Machine,
Jacob Miller,
Sixth Finger,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Neil Young,
Marine Girls,
Absolute Body Control,
Roxette,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Joe Smooth,
Toni Rubio,
Andrew Hill,
Agent Orange,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
World's Most,
Stetsasonic,
Pole,
Drive Like Jehu,
D'Angelo,
Alton Ellis,
Ponytail,
The Busters,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Durutti Column,
Kayak,
Liliput,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Harry Pussy,
Reuben Wilson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ludus,
Kerrie Biddell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nik Kershaw,
Das Ding,
Skaos,
The Walker Brothers,
Letta Mbulu,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.