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 Indonesia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tokyo.
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 linndrum 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 grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Angry Samoans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mr. Review 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Remains,
Malaria!,
The Happenings,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Siglo XX,
Joy Division,
Bauhaus,
John Lydon,
Sister Nancy,
Deadbeat,
Blossom Toes,
Roy Ayers,
The Barracudas,
Underground Resistance,
The Toasters,
Lalann,
Dennis Brown,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Young Rascals,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Donny Hathaway,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Technova,
Section 25,
Fugazi,
The Stooges,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Durutti Column,
Quando Quango,
Cymande,
Country Teasers,
Banda Bassotti,
Tears for Fears,
Kerri Chandler,
Girls At Our Best!,
Mandrill,
Matthew Halsall,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nils Olav,
Ludus,
Dark Day,
Alphaville,
Model 500,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Gories,
Bad Manners,
Faust,
Nik Kershaw,
Magma,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Scratch Acid,
The Modern Lovers,
Maleditus Sound,
Kerrie Biddell,
Mr. Review,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sugar Minott,
Gil Scott Heron,
Von Mondo,
Second Layer,
Reuben Wilson,
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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.