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 Croatia and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Sexual Harrassment tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Byron Stingily 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?
Erasure,
John Foxx,
Byron Stingily,
The Durutti Column,
Marvin Gaye,
Television Personalities,
Eli Mardock,
Cecil Taylor,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Wally Richardson,
Supertramp,
The Golliwogs,
La Düsseldorf,
Ituana,
Gang Gang Dance,
Crime,
Eric Copeland,
The Motions,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Fugs,
The Five Americans,
Crispy Ambulance,
FM Einheit,
Brothers Johnson,
The Doobie Brothers,
Wolf Eyes,
Steve Hackett,
Lightning Bolt,
Dorothy Ashby,
Donny Hathaway,
The Count Five,
Robert Wyatt,
X-Ray Spex,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sound Behaviour,
The Skatalites,
The Cure,
Moby Grape,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Germs,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sandy B,
Junior Murvin,
Big Daddy Kane,
Davy DMX,
Gregory Isaacs,
Dual Sessions,
Procol Harum,
The Fuzztones,
Gil Scott Heron,
Youth Brigade,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Section 25,
The Raincoats,
Y Pants,
kango's stein massive,
Kas Product,
JFA,
Scan 7,
Archie Shepp,
Ice-T,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.