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 Spain and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 808 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 The Detroit Cobras to the crunk 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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 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 guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Panda Bear,
Skaos,
Bush Tetras,
The Birthday Party,
La Düsseldorf,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Neon Judgement,
Barrington Levy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Swans,
Siglo XX,
World's Most,
Eric Dolphy,
The Seeds,
David McCallum,
Oneida,
The Beau Brummels,
The Durutti Column,
Gabor Szabo,
Fela Kuti,
The Sonics,
Groovy Waters,
Talk Talk,
Curtis Mayfield,
Steve Hackett,
Niagra,
The Smoke,
Erasure,
JFA,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Max Romeo,
Chris & Cosey,
Bronski Beat,
Scan 7,
Erykah Badu,
Bad Manners,
Al Stewart,
KRS-One,
Minor Threat,
The Young Rascals,
Smog,
Jeff Lynne,
Wire,
Ituana,
Tres Demented,
Black Bananas,
Sight & Sound,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Smiths,
The Busters,
Alphaville,
Prince Buster,
Bootsy Collins,
AZ,
The Fortunes,
The American Breed,
Ohio Players,
Freddie Wadling,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Dave Gahan,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.