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 Albania and from Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Flipper to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Angels of Light. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Sound Behaviour,
Eden Ahbez,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rufus Thomas,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gang Starr,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Names,
The Neon Judgement,
The American Breed,
Brick,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Moody Blues,
Yusef Lateef,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bill Wells,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Joe Smooth,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Faraquet,
La Düsseldorf,
The Selecter,
The Black Dice,
the Sonics,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Pop Group,
MC5,
The Doors,
Interpol,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Dual Sessions,
Malaria!,
Public Enemy,
Hardrive,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Susan Cadogan,
Urselle,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Von Mondo,
Donny Hathaway,
Amon Düül II,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sarah Menescal,
10cc,
Fear,
Joy Division,
Ornette Coleman,
Traffic Nightmare,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Massinfluence,
Fela Kuti,
Talk Talk,
Drexciya,
June of 44,
L. Decosne,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.