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 Nauru and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 organ 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 Anthony Braxton to the jazz 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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Kool Moe Dee,
the Swans,
Todd Rundgren,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dave Gahan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Scott Walker,
Bob Dylan,
Pylon,
Pantaleimon,
Marc Almond,
T.S.O.L.,
The Velvet Underground,
Ice-T,
The Neon Judgement,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Toasters,
The Pretty Things,
Robert Wyatt,
Frankie Knuckles,
Marshall Jefferson,
Swell Maps,
The Cramps,
the Human League,
Crime,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cecil Taylor,
Tears for Fears,
Malaria!,
Joyce Sims,
The Names,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Procol Harum,
Bill Near,
Zero Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Evens,
Buzzcocks,
Loose Ends,
Faust,
Excepter,
Lyres,
Tres Demented,
Magazine,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pere Ubu,
The Busters,
Monks,
Kevin Saunderson,
EPMD,
Tim Buckley,
Livin' Joy,
Darondo,
Davy DMX,
The Durutti Column,
June of 44,
Agent Orange,
Interpol,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.