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 Namibia and from Delhi.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 mellotron 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 Drive Like Jehu to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bronski Beat,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Todd Rundgren,
Boz Scaggs,
In Retrospect,
Pagans,
Livin' Joy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Supertramp,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jimmy McGriff,
Niagra,
Fat Boys,
Surgeon,
David Axelrod,
Mantronix,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Brass Construction,
Rod Modell,
Eric Copeland,
The Standells,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kurtis Blow,
Masters at Work,
The Modern Lovers,
Jacob Miller,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Q and Not U,
Don Cherry,
Mad Mike,
Wire,
Susan Cadogan,
Qualms,
the Bar-Kays,
Index,
Byron Stingily,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Kinks,
JFA,
Robert Hood,
Ultimate Spinach,
Henry Cow,
Warren Ellis,
Charles Mingus,
Janne Schatter,
Popol Vuh,
48th St. Collective,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gang of Four,
Johnny Clarke,
Piero Umiliani,
Hasil Adkins,
the Sonics,
Rhythm & Sound,
These Immortal Souls,
Skriet,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.