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 Benin and from Mexico City.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Amon Düül II to the electroclash 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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Iggy Pop,
Amon Düül,
T.S.O.L.,
Little Man,
Avey Tare,
Shoche,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Wally Richardson,
Camberwell Now,
Scion,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Leaves,
The Knickerbockers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Jimmy McGriff,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Brand Nubian,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rosa Yemen,
Brick,
Lakeside,
Frankie Knuckles,
Neil Young,
Pylon,
Lou Reed,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gang Starr,
Wasted Youth,
Lalann,
Sly & The Family Stone,
James White and The Blacks,
Joy Division,
Blossom Toes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Laurel Aitken,
Inner City,
Joe Finger,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Velvet Underground,
Chris & Cosey,
Dennis Brown,
Eddi Front,
Glenn Branca,
Sight & Sound,
8 Eyed Spy,
Derrick May,
Bootsy Collins,
Spandau Ballet,
June Days,
Kayak,
Siglo XX,
Fatback Band,
Gong,
The Pop Group,
Average White Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.