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 Kenya and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 The Pretty Things to the rock 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-101,
10cc,
Flash Fearless,
Tomorrow,
The Standells,
Anthony Braxton,
The Residents,
Bobby Womack,
Sound Behaviour,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Moss Icon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Dennis Brown,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Inner City,
The Remains,
Matthew Bourne,
Ultravox,
Hasil Adkins,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Tremeloes,
The Move,
Marmalade,
Lungfish,
Rapeman,
Nas,
The Kinks,
Arthur Verocai,
June Days,
Rakim,
Jeru the Damaja,
Tom Boy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Minnie Riperton,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Colin Newman,
Althea and Donna,
Ultra Naté,
Mission of Burma,
Pantytec,
The Human League,
Stetsasonic,
Schoolly D,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Moleskins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Brass Construction,
The Modern Lovers,
Cybotron,
ABC,
Grey Daturas,
DJ Style,
Fatback Band,
The Fugs,
R.M.O.,
Youth Brigade,
Black Flag,
Black Moon,
The Martian,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.