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 South Africa and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 ABC to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang on a Can All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Cure,
Andrew Hill,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Skatalites,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Royal Trux,
Danielle Patucci,
The Remains,
The American Breed,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Human League,
Accadde A,
Neil Young,
The Wake,
Television,
Stereo Dub,
The Toasters,
Johnny Clarke,
The Cowsills,
Monolake,
Josef K,
David Axelrod,
Goldenarms,
Nation of Ulysses,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lebanon Hanover,
Theoretical Girls,
Excepter,
Terry Callier,
Marine Girls,
Q and Not U,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Outsiders,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rufus Thomas,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Icehouse,
The Mojo Men,
Niagra,
The Neon Judgement,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rites of Spring,
Ludus,
the Human League,
Derrick Morgan,
Yaz,
The Selecter,
John Lydon,
Tropical Tobacco,
Carl Craig,
Kevin Saunderson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Deepchord,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Soft Cell,
Warsaw,
Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish.
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.