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 Kuwait and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Barclay James Harvest to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Barclay James Harvest tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crooked Eye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Gichy Dan,
Von Mondo,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rekid,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Alison Limerick,
Lungfish,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cal Tjader,
Scratch Acid,
Television Personalities,
Spandau Ballet,
Sun Ra,
Dawn Penn,
Marcia Griffiths,
Stockholm Monsters,
Amon Düül II,
Amon Düül,
James White and The Blacks,
Bluetip,
Morten Harket,
The Knickerbockers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Grauzone,
Tommy Roe,
U.S. Maple,
Minny Pops,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Swans,
Hasil Adkins,
Vainqueur,
Boredoms,
Underground Resistance,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Babytalk,
James Chance & The Contortions,
K-Klass,
Model 500,
Matthew Halsall,
The Gories,
B.T. Express,
Jacques Brel,
Brick,
Deepchord,
Eli Mardock,
Funky Four + One,
Charles Mingus,
Popol Vuh,
the Bar-Kays,
The Red Krayola,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Johnny Osbourne,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pagans,
Motorama,
Simply Red,
Michelle Simonal,
Slave,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
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.