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 Cameroon and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Dave Gahan to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
The Monochrome Set,
Blancmange,
Althea and Donna,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Skriet,
Moebius,
Robert Görl,
Cheater Slicks,
PIL,
Crash Course in Science,
Panda Bear,
Crooked Eye,
Tubeway Army,
Thompson Twins,
Vainqueur,
Circle Jerks,
Pharoah Sanders,
Carl Craig,
DNA,
The Toasters,
Japan,
Jacques Brel,
The Real Kids,
OOIOO,
Eurythmics,
Rekid,
Soft Cell,
Siglo XX,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Cybotron,
CMW,
Chris Corsano,
Jeff Mills,
Susan Cadogan,
John Cale,
Eden Ahbez,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Index,
Darondo,
Toni Rubio,
Donny Hathaway,
Oneida,
Lungfish,
ABC,
Technova,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fat Boys,
Moss Icon,
Oblivians,
Intrusion,
Bootsy Collins,
Kenny Larkin,
June Days,
Sam Rivers,
Howard Jones,
Soul II Soul,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Anthony Braxton,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.