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 Sweden and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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?
Magma,
Sam Rivers,
The Raincoats,
Althea and Donna,
Marc Almond,
The Modern Lovers,
Neil Young,
Porter Ricks,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Barracudas,
Von Mondo,
Skaos,
Suburban Knight,
Groovy Waters,
Yellowson,
Bill Wells,
The Red Krayola,
the Human League,
Bad Manners,
Dual Sessions,
Heaven 17,
Black Pus,
Q65,
Scion,
Agent Orange,
Fifty Foot Hose,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Theoretical Girls,
Easy Going,
Dark Day,
Slick Rick,
Robert Hood,
The Seeds,
Ultravox,
Circle Jerks,
Ice-T,
Nirvana,
Organ,
Newcleus,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Faraquet,
Michelle Simonal,
Zero Boys,
Ralphi Rosario,
Barbara Tucker,
8 Eyed Spy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Joey Negro,
Byron Stingily,
Junior Murvin,
Gabor Szabo,
Sun City Girls,
The Grass Roots,
Schoolly D,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Interpol,
Todd Rundgren,
Graham Central Station,
Rotary Connection,
KRS-One,
The Index,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.