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 Greece and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 oboe 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 Ultravox to the disco 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 The Motions. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Con Funk Shun,
Chris & Cosey,
Half Japanese,
Aaron Thompson,
Technova,
OOIOO,
Marvin Gaye,
Suburban Knight,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Albert Ayler,
Alphaville,
Max Romeo,
The Residents,
Dawn Penn,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Barrington Levy,
Inner City,
K-Klass,
Matthew Bourne,
Donny Hathaway,
The Monks,
Jerry's Kids,
Gichy Dan,
Television,
Adolescents,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Flipper,
Freddie Wadling,
48th St. Collective,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Bar-Kays,
The Walker Brothers,
Sarah Menescal,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Niagra,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Agent Orange,
Black Bananas,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dennis Brown,
the Swans,
U.S. Maple,
Andrew Hill,
Harmonia,
Juan Atkins,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mr. Review,
Aloha Tigers,
Jeff Lynne,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sparks,
8 Eyed Spy,
Nils Olav,
Moss Icon,
X-Ray Spex,
Lou Christie,
Barclay James Harvest,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jacob Miller,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.