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 Turkmenistan and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 arpeggiator 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Teenage Jesus and the Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
Moebius,
Eric Dolphy,
The Black Dice,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Suicide,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Excepter,
Crispy Ambulance,
Underground Resistance,
Man Parrish,
The Litter,
John Cale,
Rosa Yemen,
The Gap Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Erasure,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Albert Ayler,
Monolake,
Bronski Beat,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Parry Music,
Avey Tare,
Danielle Patucci,
Vainqueur,
Surgeon,
Lightning Bolt,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Pop Group,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Erykah Badu,
Soul Sonic Force,
DJ Style,
Deadbeat,
Circle Jerks,
Babytalk,
Moby Grape,
Hoover,
Visage,
T.S.O.L.,
LL Cool J,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Darondo,
Lakeside,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Searchers,
Roger Hodgson,
Das Ding,
Quantec,
The Slackers,
Max Romeo,
Yaz,
Jeff Mills,
Young Marble Giants,
Little Man,
Henry Cow,
Gang Green,
Ultra Naté,
Ornette Coleman,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.