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 Afghanistan and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Pretty Things to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bang On A Can,
Interpol,
Black Moon,
Carl Craig,
The Pop Group,
Thompson Twins,
Terrestrial Tones,
Make Up,
The Fortunes,
Nils Olav,
Lucky Dragons,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Marine Girls,
The Stooges,
Simply Red,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Siglo XX,
Stereo Dub,
Rekid,
David Bowie,
Pole,
Cal Tjader,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Danielle Patucci,
Ice-T,
Angry Samoans,
Con Funk Shun,
The Trojans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Flipper,
Scan 7,
Adolescents,
MC5,
Idris Muhammad,
The Count Five,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Evens,
Fugazi,
Eurythmics,
Alice Coltrane,
Kenny Larkin,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Frankie Knuckles,
Alison Limerick,
Matthew Bourne,
Tres Demented,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
Porter Ricks,
Magma,
Thee Headcoats,
The Blackbyrds,
Masters at Work,
Sight & Sound,
Fatback Band,
Susan Cadogan,
World's Most, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most.
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.