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 Peru and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Desert Stars to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Pharoah Sanders. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Neil Young,
Junior Murvin,
Ituana,
Iggy Pop,
The Barracudas,
Morten Harket,
Jeru the Damaja,
Davy DMX,
Cluster,
Talk Talk,
Soul II Soul,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
New Order,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lindisfarne,
Little Man,
Aswad,
Accadde A,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Marcia Griffiths,
Japan,
Sight & Sound,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bauhaus,
The Vogues,
John Cale,
Minny Pops,
Neu!,
Hoover,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bill Wells,
Faust,
H. Thieme,
The Divine Comedy,
Rufus Thomas,
Gong,
The Pop Group,
Matthew Halsall,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Supertramp,
Tomorrow,
E-Dancer,
Janne Schatter,
Jacques Brel,
Animal Collective,
Public Enemy,
Can,
Sex Pistols,
Soft Cell,
Franke,
The Remains,
Hardrive,
Desert Stars,
Index,
Rekid,
Fugazi,
Clear Light,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rakim,
Vainqueur,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.