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 Nauru and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Cairo.
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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Tom Boy to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Doors. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
The Raincoats,
Davy DMX,
Warren Ellis,
June of 44,
The Leaves,
Byron Stingily,
Underground Resistance,
Jeff Mills,
Roxette,
Kaleidoscope,
the Swans,
Roxy Music,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bronski Beat,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gong,
Lightning Bolt,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sight & Sound,
Rapeman,
Jacob Miller,
Hoover,
Wings,
E-Dancer,
Eric Dolphy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Deadbeat,
Bill Near,
Dave Gahan,
Freddie Wadling,
Chris & Cosey,
a-ha,
Curtis Mayfield,
Derrick May,
Spandau Ballet,
One Last Wish,
Marvin Gaye,
The Index,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Soul II Soul,
Liliput,
Minutemen,
Eric B and Rakim,
Barrington Levy,
Duran Duran,
Swell Maps,
Glambeats Corp.,
Mr. Review,
Patti Smith,
Sam Rivers,
Grauzone,
the Soft Cell,
Sun City Girls,
MDC,
The Young Rascals,
Public Image Ltd.,
David McCallum,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Arcadia,
Q and Not U,
the Bar-Kays,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.