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 Cyprus and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Scion to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Desert Stars,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bluetip,
Average White Band,
Bootsy Collins,
John Foxx,
Swell Maps,
Glenn Branca,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bush Tetras,
Anthony Braxton,
The Standells,
Soft Cell,
Kas Product,
Iggy Pop,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Human League,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Duran Duran,
Anakelly,
Unwound,
Morten Harket,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lungfish,
Circle Jerks,
Albert Ayler,
The Red Krayola,
Curtis Mayfield,
Con Funk Shun,
Thee Headcoats,
Make Up,
Neu!,
Susan Cadogan,
ABBA,
Crooked Eye,
Marine Girls,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Archie Shepp,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eric B and Rakim,
Erasure,
The Neon Judgement,
Sam Rivers,
Graham Central Station,
Motorama,
The Fuzztones,
Qualms,
PIL,
Echospace,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Siglo XX,
KRS-One,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Drexciya,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.