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 Sierra Leone and from Milan.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Normal to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T.S.O.L. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
World's Most,
Davy DMX,
Model 500,
Joe Smooth,
Tom Boy,
John Cale,
Aswad,
Talk Talk,
Gang Gang Dance,
Public Enemy,
The Standells,
Main Source,
Eli Mardock,
Public Image Ltd.,
Malaria!,
U.S. Maple,
Ultravox,
The Velvet Underground,
Stetsasonic,
Brothers Johnson,
Ice-T,
Lungfish,
Wire,
KRS-One,
Kurtis Blow,
Fat Boys,
Skaos,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sun City Girls,
Cluster,
The Pop Group,
Tres Demented,
Cheater Slicks,
Johnny Osbourne,
JFA,
Sixth Finger,
Bad Manners,
Soul II Soul,
The Fuzztones,
The Smoke,
Slave,
Nirvana,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Siglo XX,
Bill Wells,
48th St. Collective,
Trumans Water,
Flamin' Groovies,
Crash Course in Science,
Judy Mowatt,
The Wake,
Sam Rivers,
The Fugs,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Vogues,
Hasil Adkins,
Derrick Morgan,
Ituana,
Pierre Henry,
FM Einheit,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.