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 Oman and from Copenhagen.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Robert Palmer 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 Crispy Ambulance to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron 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 harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Soft Cell,
Crooked Eye,
Rotary Connection,
L. Decosne,
Monks,
Sandy B,
Urselle,
Ten City,
Brass Construction,
La Düsseldorf,
Fear,
Livin' Joy,
Sun Ra,
Smog,
Roger Hodgson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lightning Bolt,
Hasil Adkins,
Stiv Bators,
Maurizio,
The Fire Engines,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Erykah Badu,
Bootsy Collins,
Chris & Cosey,
Lakeside,
One Last Wish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wire,
Porter Ricks,
Minor Threat,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Don Cherry,
Barclay James Harvest,
Swans,
Circle Jerks,
Sparks,
Crash Course in Science,
Marcia Griffiths,
Q and Not U,
Junior Murvin,
DJ Style,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bill Near,
Negative Approach,
Alison Limerick,
Delta 5,
Anthony Braxton,
Eve St. Jones,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Easy Going,
Morten Harket,
Deakin,
R.M.O.,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Modern Lovers,
Intrusion,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.