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 Greece and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Mexico City.
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 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 Holger Czukay 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 Pantytec 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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Victims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
Gong,
the Sonics,
Janne Schatter,
Al Stewart,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Essential Logic,
Dawn Penn,
Faust,
La Düsseldorf,
New Order,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The American Breed,
The Evens,
Byron Stingily,
Section 25,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eric Dolphy,
The Techniques,
Siglo XX,
The Dead C,
Terrestrial Tones,
Delta 5,
F. McDonald,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Fugazi,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Vladislav Delay,
Wally Richardson,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pagans,
Banda Bassotti,
Cybotron,
Sister Nancy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Buzzcocks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bobby Womack,
Oneida,
Chrome,
The Human League,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rotary Connection,
The Star Department,
Robert Wyatt,
Steve Hackett,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bootsy Collins,
Technova,
Soft Cell,
Urselle,
the Slits,
Junior Murvin,
The Standells,
Mandrill,
The Associates,
the Swans,
Lalann,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.