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 Morocco and from Seoul.
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 Portland and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Shoche to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
K-Klass,
David McCallum,
The Fuzztones,
Rites of Spring,
R.M.O.,
Royal Trux,
Godley & Creme,
Monolake,
Tim Buckley,
Los Fastidios,
The Real Kids,
Malaria!,
Marine Girls,
The Five Americans,
Matthew Halsall,
Model 500,
The Fall,
Rosa Yemen,
Livin' Joy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Cymande,
The Happenings,
The Young Rascals,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Aloha Tigers,
Tom Boy,
Marcia Griffiths,
X-Ray Spex,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ice-T,
KRS-One,
Loose Ends,
Lou Christie,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sound Behaviour,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Archie Shepp,
The Names,
The Monochrome Set,
The Victims,
The Selecter,
Scrapy,
Moebius,
Magma,
The Stooges,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Glenn Branca,
Fat Boys,
the Normal,
Sandy B,
Hashim,
Nas,
Guru Guru,
Skaos,
Boogie Down Productions,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.