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 Romania and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Nile Rodgers 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 kango's stein massive 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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe 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,
Japan,
Loose Ends,
Michelle Simonal,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Juan Atkins,
Agitation Free,
Rakim,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lalann,
Infiniti,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Youth Brigade,
Yaz,
Joy Division,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Chrome,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Barracudas,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Grey Daturas,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jacques Brel,
Kurtis Blow,
The Fortunes,
Ice-T,
Warsaw,
DJ Style,
Lakeside,
The Vogues,
The Move,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Accadde A,
kango's stein massive,
the Swans,
Chris & Cosey,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ronnie Foster,
Bauhaus,
Ultra Naté,
Boredoms,
Masters at Work,
Chris Corsano,
The Modern Lovers,
Mo-Dettes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sarah Menescal,
the Soft Cell,
Pole,
Gabor Szabo,
Harry Pussy,
Thee Headcoats,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Yazoo,
Quadrant,
Shoche,
Nils Olav,
Scientists,
Barrington Levy,
Monks,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.