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 Spain and from Lagos.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 spring reverb 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 Unwound to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Guru Guru,
Grauzone,
The Sound,
The Beau Brummels,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rosa Yemen,
Lucky Dragons,
10cc,
The Trojans,
Rod Modell,
The Gories,
Metal Thangz,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Wake,
Dave Gahan,
Skaos,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Davy DMX,
Isaac Hayes,
Byron Stingily,
The Walker Brothers,
Yusef Lateef,
The Cramps,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
FM Einheit,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gichy Dan,
The Moody Blues,
Nirvana,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Buzzcocks,
Dennis Brown,
One Last Wish,
Patti Smith,
Hasil Adkins,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Divine Comedy,
Half Japanese,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Knickerbockers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Saints,
Deepchord,
Hoover,
Chrome,
Sandy B,
48th St. Collective,
Silicon Teens,
Darondo,
Man Parrish,
The Kinks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Skriet,
Q65,
Television Personalities,
Talk Talk,
Depeche Mode,
Traffic Nightmare,
Neu!,
Aaron Thompson,
ABC,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.