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 Cairo.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 güiro 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the electroclash 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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
PIL,
Chris Corsano,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Thee Headcoats,
Roger Hodgson,
Television Personalities,
Duran Duran,
Country Teasers,
The United States of America,
The Offenders,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Masters at Work,
The Tremeloes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Talk Talk,
Brand Nubian,
Junior Murvin,
Jacques Brel,
The Detroit Cobras,
Aural Exciters,
Bobby Byrd,
Ohio Players,
Josef K,
Guru Guru,
Bad Manners,
The Fortunes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Raincoats,
One Last Wish,
Glenn Branca,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Matthew Halsall,
Eyeless In Gaza,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sight & Sound,
Faraquet,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Move,
Young Marble Giants,
Minny Pops,
Isaac Hayes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Urselle,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Banda Bassotti,
Lower 48,
Babytalk,
Alton Ellis,
Drive Like Jehu,
David Bowie,
Iggy Pop,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Absolute Body Control,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sister Nancy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gichy Dan,
Surgeon,
Eric Dolphy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Erykah Badu,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.