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 Tajikistan and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Joey Negro to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Pop Group,
Chris Corsano,
The Gladiators,
The Sonics,
These Immortal Souls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Easy Going,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Shuggie Otis,
Spoonie Gee,
PIL,
Yellowson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Alice Coltrane,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Pulsallama,
The Stooges,
The Dave Clark Five,
Matthew Halsall,
The Human League,
X-101,
Icehouse,
Junior Murvin,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lower 48,
Byron Stingily,
Wolf Eyes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Robert Wyatt,
Jacob Miller,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Skatalites,
Skaos,
Erasure,
Henry Cow,
Idris Muhammad,
Saccharine Trust,
Tropical Tobacco,
Boz Scaggs,
Black Moon,
Joe Smooth,
Surgeon,
Dual Sessions,
The Cramps,
Basic Channel,
Josef K,
Funkadelic,
kango's stein massive,
Mr. Review,
Symarip,
The Saints,
Moby Grape,
The Sisters of Mercy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
ABBA,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Magma,
Talk Talk,
The Black Dice,
Supertramp,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.