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 Iceland and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 John Lydon to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Animal Collective,
Tres Demented,
Bauhaus,
Buzzcocks,
Barrington Levy,
Soulsonic Force,
Bobby Sherman,
The Gun Club,
John Cale,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cymande,
Talk Talk,
Minutemen,
Morten Harket,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lightning Bolt,
Eddi Front,
The Residents,
Kas Product,
Funky Four + One,
A Certain Ratio,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
OOIOO,
the Association,
KRS-One,
Wire,
Drexciya,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Evens,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Monks,
Hardrive,
Duran Duran,
Agitation Free,
Black Bananas,
Josef K,
UT,
Popol Vuh,
Ultra Naté,
Chris & Cosey,
Eric Copeland,
Glambeats Corp.,
Television,
Hasil Adkins,
Absolute Body Control,
The Smoke,
Lakeside,
Nick Fraelich,
Roy Ayers,
The Beau Brummels,
Delta 5,
The Neon Judgement,
Ossler,
Arcadia,
Prince Buster,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Robert Görl,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.