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 Ghana and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 Deadbeat to the jazz 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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Audionom,
The Fugs,
New Age Steppers,
Kurtis Blow,
Japan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Freddie Wadling,
Intrusion,
Procol Harum,
Glambeats Corp.,
Throbbing Gristle,
Theoretical Girls,
Popol Vuh,
Babytalk,
Alphaville,
The Five Americans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Chrome,
Altered Images,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
David McCallum,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Lyres,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lou Christie,
Vladislav Delay,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ten City,
Black Bananas,
The Durutti Column,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Nico,
Television,
Minutemen,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Cecil Taylor,
The Busters,
Parry Music,
Iggy Pop,
Mandrill,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Slits,
These Immortal Souls,
Reagan Youth,
Avey Tare,
Lou Reed,
Isaac Hayes,
Aloha Tigers,
Eden Ahbez,
Erykah Badu,
Section 25,
Basic Channel,
Ituana,
Johnny Osbourne,
a-ha,
Schoolly D,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Idris Muhammad,
Carl Craig,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.