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 Russia and from London.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ 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 The Wake to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Stiv Bators,
Public Image Ltd.,
Steve Hackett,
Von Mondo,
Ronnie Foster,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Fuzztones,
Sixth Finger,
Skarface,
Chris Corsano,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Parry Music,
The Searchers,
X-102,
The Modern Lovers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Skatalites,
KRS-One,
Lalann,
Warren Ellis,
Pierre Henry,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Wally Richardson,
Sonic Youth,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sound Behaviour,
Morten Harket,
Ohio Players,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pet Shop Boys,
David McCallum,
Negative Approach,
Bad Manners,
Henry Cow,
The Pretty Things,
Tom Boy,
Nas,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Peter & Gordon,
T. Rex,
Blancmange,
The Cure,
Mary Jane Girls,
Simply Red,
Maurizio,
Aural Exciters,
Erykah Badu,
Roxy Music,
This Heat,
Rapeman,
Supertramp,
Joyce Sims,
World's Most,
These Immortal Souls,
Television Personalities,
Delta 5,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Motorama,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.