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 China and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 organ 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 The Zeros to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Grauzone,
Stetsasonic,
Fat Boys,
Barrington Levy,
Subhumans,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Moss Icon,
Erasure,
Hot Snakes,
Television Personalities,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Agitation Free,
Intrusion,
Jerry Gold Smith,
K-Klass,
Sonic Youth,
Monks,
Amazonics,
The Seeds,
The Monochrome Set,
The Neon Judgement,
Freddie Wadling,
Pagans,
Liliput,
R.M.O.,
Hasil Adkins,
Accadde A,
Danielle Patucci,
Radiohead,
The Fire Engines,
Brand Nubian,
The Pretty Things,
the Soft Cell,
The Slits,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lungfish,
Chrome,
Derrick Morgan,
Skaos,
Glenn Branca,
Main Source,
The Leaves,
Robert Wyatt,
Gang Green,
ABBA,
Sandy B,
Morten Harket,
E-Dancer,
Wasted Youth,
FM Einheit,
The Mojo Men,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Livin' Joy,
Swell Maps,
JFA,
Roxette,
The United States of America,
Bootsy Collins,
Juan Atkins,
Man Eating Sloth,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.