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 Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Colin Newman to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sarah Menescal,
Roxette,
Freddie Wadling,
The Gun Club,
Rites of Spring,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Unwound,
The Leaves,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jerry's Kids,
New York Dolls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sam Rivers,
Duran Duran,
Underground Resistance,
Idris Muhammad,
Soulsonic Force,
Alton Ellis,
Desert Stars,
Spandau Ballet,
Gichy Dan,
The Alarm Clocks,
Delta 5,
Dennis Brown,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Banda Bassotti,
Royal Trux,
Arab on Radar,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Martian,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ken Boothe,
Nils Olav,
Juan Atkins,
The Residents,
New Order,
Massinfluence,
AZ,
Slick Rick,
Gabor Szabo,
The Velvet Underground,
John Foxx,
Quantec,
Michelle Simonal,
Y Pants,
The Beau Brummels,
Thee Headcoats,
Janne Schatter,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Talk Talk,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Stockholm Monsters,
Agent Orange,
Rakim,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sugar Minott,
Ludus,
Marine Girls,
Parry Music,
Judy Mowatt,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.