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 Sierra Leone and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Quantec to the electroclash 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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All The Doobie Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
Negative Approach,
Amon Düül II,
Bronski Beat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tomorrow,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Cosmic Jokers,
K-Klass,
Rhythm & Sound,
Whodini,
The Fall,
Lindisfarne,
Joey Negro,
Ituana,
EPMD,
Ten City,
Lalann,
Mo-Dettes,
Rapeman,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Leaves,
Radiohead,
Q and Not U,
The Human League,
Connie Case,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Country Teasers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Junior Murvin,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Symarip,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dead Boys,
Malaria!,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Graham Central Station,
Pere Ubu,
Gastr Del Sol,
Peter and Kerry,
Nik Kershaw,
Johnny Osbourne,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Inner City,
Au Pairs,
Silicon Teens,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pantytec,
The Smiths,
Morten Harket,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tom Boy,
Los Fastidios,
Agent Orange,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Minor Threat,
The Red Krayola,
LL Cool J,
Slick Rick,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.