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 Marshall Islands and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Hardrive to the punk 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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pulsallama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Saccharine Trust,
Davy DMX,
Desert Stars,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Supertramp,
The Victims,
Easy Going,
Jeff Lynne,
Nirvana,
Fad Gadget,
John Cale,
Cymande,
World's Most,
The Moleskins,
Dennis Brown,
Dual Sessions,
the Human League,
Pierre Henry,
Chris Corsano,
Zero Boys,
Angry Samoans,
Heaven 17,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Hasil Adkins,
Nas,
Jandek,
Eric B and Rakim,
Peter & Gordon,
The Mojo Men,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
JFA,
Ludus,
Los Fastidios,
PIL,
Boz Scaggs,
Harry Pussy,
Dark Day,
Swell Maps,
The Gun Club,
Dawn Penn,
Judy Mowatt,
Can,
Juan Atkins,
Colin Newman,
The Misunderstood,
The Fugs,
Au Pairs,
Deakin,
The Fire Engines,
Erykah Badu,
Gong,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bluetip,
Q and Not U,
T.S.O.L.,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Wake,
Average White Band,
the Bar-Kays,
Slave,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.