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 Benin and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Guru Guru to the techno 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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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 Real Kids,
Lucky Dragons,
Sonny Sharrock,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bad Manners,
Audionom,
The Cramps,
Procol Harum,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Morten Harket,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eric Copeland,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Amazonics,
L. Decosne,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jeru the Damaja,
Liliput,
Drexciya,
Roger Hodgson,
Maleditus Sound,
Tommy Roe,
Erasure,
Echospace,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Television Personalities,
DNA,
Stetsasonic,
Oblivians,
Lou Christie,
Al Stewart,
Judy Mowatt,
Lakeside,
Janne Schatter,
Simply Red,
Underground Resistance,
The Modern Lovers,
China Crisis,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Heaven 17,
Fluxion,
Whodini,
Junior Murvin,
Terry Callier,
Mr. Review,
The Moleskins,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Radiohead,
Spoonie Gee,
Deakin,
Altered Images,
James White and The Blacks,
Ralphi Rosario,
Chris & Cosey,
Jawbox,
Absolute Body Control,
EPMD,
Cymande,
cv313,
Lower 48,
Das Ding,
Dawn Penn,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.