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 Mexico and from Madrid.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tokyo.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin 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 Bill Wells to the techno 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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Ultravox,
Fad Gadget,
L. Decosne,
The Red Krayola,
Royal Trux,
The Angels of Light,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Cameo,
Kurtis Blow,
DJ Sneak,
Lungfish,
Arcadia,
The Fire Engines,
Roxy Music,
Bronski Beat,
Jimmy McGriff,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pantytec,
Eli Mardock,
Scan 7,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Q65,
Black Moon,
Kaleidoscope,
Soulsonic Force,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
48th St. Collective,
Mr. Review,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Barracudas,
Brick,
The Star Department,
The Blackbyrds,
The Tremeloes,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Germs,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Dirtbombs,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Johnny Clarke,
Intrusion,
Kayak,
Interpol,
Quadrant,
Von Mondo,
Stereo Dub,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Scion,
Jerry's Kids,
Peter & Gordon,
Masters at Work,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Agitation Free,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Black Dice,
Maurizio,
Al Stewart,
The Pretty Things,
Brothers Johnson,
Pantaleimon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.