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 Liechtenstein and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 synthesizer 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 James White and The Blacks to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nirvana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Beasts of Bourbon,
Y Pants,
Tubeway Army,
Faust,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sun City Girls,
Stiv Bators,
Hasil Adkins,
Section 25,
Godley & Creme,
Young Marble Giants,
Tom Boy,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
DJ Style,
Yaz,
Heaven 17,
U.S. Maple,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Grey Daturas,
Negative Approach,
Joey Negro,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bizarre Inc.,
FM Einheit,
Symarip,
The Associates,
Easy Going,
Underground Resistance,
Icehouse,
Chris & Cosey,
The Fortunes,
Essential Logic,
Fear,
Depeche Mode,
ABBA,
Johnny Clarke,
Gabor Szabo,
The Invisible,
Jeff Mills,
Rotary Connection,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bobby Sherman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Alice Coltrane,
Moby Grape,
Basic Channel,
Little Man,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dennis Brown,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ornette Coleman,
Matthew Halsall,
Althea and Donna,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pagans,
Gong,
Youth Brigade,
Warren Ellis,
Interpol,
Isaac Hayes,
Altered Images,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.