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 Belize and from Columbus.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 snare 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 Magma to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
Easy Going,
Sound Behaviour,
Harmonia,
Sparks,
The Martian,
Ultravox,
Judy Mowatt,
Black Bananas,
The Alarm Clocks,
Steve Hackett,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Brick,
Grandmaster Flash,
Susan Cadogan,
The Saints,
Basic Channel,
Tomorrow,
Khruangbin,
The Cure,
Audionom,
New York Dolls,
Freddie Wadling,
The Tremeloes,
Bauhaus,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
the Human League,
Gang Green,
The Sound,
Hardrive,
Sonny Sharrock,
K-Klass,
The Skatalites,
Derrick May,
Danielle Patucci,
Sugar Minott,
The Fuzztones,
Suicide,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Camberwell Now,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ken Boothe,
The Gap Band,
Graham Central Station,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Robert Görl,
Maurizio,
Icehouse,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pet Shop Boys,
These Immortal Souls,
Aural Exciters,
Rites of Spring,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rotary Connection,
Intrusion,
Tres Demented,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Banda Bassotti,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.