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 Tajikistan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Hoover to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
The Gladiators,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Zero Boys,
Second Layer,
Chris & Cosey,
MC5,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Blancmange,
Brick,
cv313,
Tim Buckley,
Gregory Isaacs,
Oneida,
Aural Exciters,
Scrapy,
Reuben Wilson,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tropical Tobacco,
Fluxion,
Soul II Soul,
Tom Boy,
Royal Trux,
The Offenders,
Agitation Free,
Dorothy Ashby,
Metal Thangz,
Minnie Riperton,
H. Thieme,
Marvin Gaye,
The J.B.'s,
Little Man,
Pagans,
Boredoms,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Agent Orange,
Roger Hodgson,
Ponytail,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
New Order,
Eli Mardock,
The Stooges,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
D'Angelo,
Aaron Thompson,
Ultimate Spinach,
Reagan Youth,
Freddie Wadling,
Stetsasonic,
Suicide,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tomorrow,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Raincoats,
EPMD,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Adolescents,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Interpol,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Loose Ends,
Popol Vuh,
T. Rex,
Absolute Body Control,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.