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 Congo and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Joensuu 1685 to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Gories. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
Magma,
Judy Mowatt,
the Germs,
Archie Shepp,
The Techniques,
Amon Düül II,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Offenders,
Dual Sessions,
Panda Bear,
UT,
Chrome,
Flipper,
cv313,
Essential Logic,
Stetsasonic,
John Foxx,
John Coltrane,
Bronski Beat,
Lakeside,
The Slackers,
Unwound,
World's Most,
The Divine Comedy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Brand Nubian,
Sparks,
Jeff Mills,
Angry Samoans,
Gichy Dan,
Chris & Cosey,
The Trojans,
Cybotron,
Supertramp,
Rod Modell,
Bauhaus,
Circle Jerks,
Pierre Henry,
Second Layer,
The Sound,
Ice-T,
Ohio Players,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Faraquet,
Cheater Slicks,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Matthew Bourne,
Junior Murvin,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Freddie Wadling,
Organ,
The Remains,
Khruangbin,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Graham Central Station,
Althea and Donna,
The Invisible,
Sixth Finger,
Liliput,
Talk Talk,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.