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 Uzbekistan and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Chris & Cosey,
Sister Nancy,
Black Pus,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Skriet,
Jandek,
Skarface,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Alton Ellis,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Yusef Lateef,
New Order,
This Heat,
Second Layer,
U.S. Maple,
Bobby Womack,
Kenny Larkin,
Blancmange,
Arcadia,
Oblivians,
Maurizio,
Pussy Galore,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Davy DMX,
Flamin' Groovies,
Quantec,
Moebius,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Porter Ricks,
The Knickerbockers,
Chris Corsano,
Prince Buster,
KRS-One,
Agitation Free,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
DNA,
Sun Ra,
Man Eating Sloth,
Tim Buckley,
Quadrant,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Amon Düül II,
Crime,
The Residents,
Neu!,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rotary Connection,
Patti Smith,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pylon,
Lungfish,
These Immortal Souls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Vogues,
Letta Mbulu,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Fall,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.