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 Paris.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Laurel Aitken to the crunk 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 Angry Samoans. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
The Leaves,
Hardrive,
Scrapy,
Visage,
Livin' Joy,
Minutemen,
The Gladiators,
Maurizio,
T.S.O.L.,
Infiniti,
Anakelly,
cv313,
Man Eating Sloth,
Panda Bear,
Loose Ends,
The Happenings,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rod Modell,
Radiohead,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bobby Womack,
The Skatalites,
Susan Cadogan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Birthday Party,
R.M.O.,
The Invisible,
Parry Music,
Scott Walker,
Nation of Ulysses,
Section 25,
Roxy Music,
James White and The Blacks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Liliput,
Das Ding,
Stetsasonic,
Wings,
Amon Düül II,
Rites of Spring,
Sam Rivers,
EPMD,
Hot Snakes,
Gichy Dan,
Jandek,
Juan Atkins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Index,
Pagans,
Robert Görl,
Anthony Braxton,
Hashim,
Eli Mardock,
Can,
Black Sheep,
The Human League,
The Slackers,
Desert Stars,
Jerry's Kids,
Groovy Waters,
Goldenarms,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.