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 Thailand and from Manila.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Alphaville to the jazz 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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Soft Machine,
Make Up,
Scratch Acid,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Robert Hood,
Country Teasers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Masters at Work,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sonny Sharrock,
MC5,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Skaos,
DJ Sneak,
Outsiders,
Eli Mardock,
Joensuu 1685,
Scott Walker,
Howard Jones,
Derrick Morgan,
Absolute Body Control,
The Real Kids,
The Gap Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Durutti Column,
Joyce Sims,
The Trojans,
Reuben Wilson,
Q and Not U,
Aural Exciters,
Fat Boys,
The Sonics,
Bill Near,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Japan,
The Victims,
F. McDonald,
Don Cherry,
Fear,
Bobby Womack,
Bang On A Can,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lyres,
The Techniques,
Aloha Tigers,
Jacob Miller,
The Fire Engines,
the Germs,
The Star Department,
Visage,
Hardrive,
The American Breed,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Wake,
Nas,
June Days,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.