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 Guinea and from Seoul.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 sitar 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 Yazoo 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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Tubeway Army,
Isaac Hayes,
Bobby Sherman,
Fugazi,
Jerry's Kids,
Pylon,
Anakelly,
The Fugs,
Bluetip,
Lindisfarne,
Arab on Radar,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
June of 44,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Organ,
The Offenders,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Trojans,
Skaos,
Archie Shepp,
Thompson Twins,
Roxy Music,
Public Enemy,
Pagans,
Spandau Ballet,
Vladislav Delay,
Tommy Roe,
Sandy B,
The Young Rascals,
The Flesh Eaters,
Theoretical Girls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tomorrow,
The Move,
Al Stewart,
Accadde A,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Cecil Taylor,
Quadrant,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Cramps,
Wally Richardson,
The Last Poets,
Hashim,
Sparks,
The Smiths,
Fatback Band,
The Beau Brummels,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Warren Ellis,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kerrie Biddell,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Suburban Knight,
The Happenings,
Tears for Fears,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn.
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.