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 Fiji and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 organ 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 EPMD to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Sun City Girls,
Technova,
Judy Mowatt,
Goldenarms,
Josef K,
Sound Behaviour,
Thompson Twins,
The Dirtbombs,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Slits,
Danielle Patucci,
The Seeds,
Spoonie Gee,
Man Parrish,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
La Düsseldorf,
Icehouse,
Sugar Minott,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jeru the Damaja,
Scion,
The Birthday Party,
Pet Shop Boys,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Move,
Agitation Free,
Maurizio,
the Normal,
John Holt,
Liliput,
The New Christs,
Organ,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bobby Sherman,
Marvin Gaye,
Wings,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Cure,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Brick,
Sparks,
Patti Smith,
Rekid,
Eden Ahbez,
Skriet,
the Soft Cell,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Crispy Ambulance,
Niagra,
D'Angelo,
Peter & Gordon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Eric Copeland,
Lakeside,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Gladiators,
Kayak,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Durutti Column,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.