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 Azerbaijan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Panda Bear to the grime 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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Anakelly,
Amon Düül II,
Deepchord,
Sound Behaviour,
Black Sheep,
ABC,
Flipper,
Reagan Youth,
Johnny Osbourne,
Harry Pussy,
The Fuzztones,
The Associates,
The Velvet Underground,
Blossom Toes,
UT,
Inner City,
Sexual Harrassment,
Byron Stingily,
Simply Red,
Au Pairs,
Tommy Roe,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jerry's Kids,
T. Rex,
Moss Icon,
The Gories,
Surgeon,
The Fire Engines,
Basic Channel,
Barry Ungar,
Arthur Verocai,
World's Most,
The Trojans,
The Walker Brothers,
Cluster,
Scion,
Spandau Ballet,
Chris & Cosey,
Eddi Front,
Minny Pops,
Ralphi Rosario,
Quantec,
Cheater Slicks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Beau Brummels,
The Offenders,
The Evens,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soft Machine,
Radiopuhelimet,
Toni Rubio,
Junior Murvin,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Martian,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The New Christs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Television,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.