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 Botswana and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the techno 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Toni Rubio,
Pulsallama,
The Evens,
Black Moon,
Harmonia,
Technova,
Nik Kershaw,
Con Funk Shun,
kango's stein massive,
The Searchers,
Lou Reed,
Simply Red,
T.S.O.L.,
Alison Limerick,
Silicon Teens,
Scan 7,
Sarah Menescal,
Sugar Minott,
The Pretty Things,
Camberwell Now,
Lucky Dragons,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Porter Ricks,
John Lydon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Radio Birdman,
The Dave Clark Five,
Letta Mbulu,
Gang Starr,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bobby Byrd,
Ken Boothe,
Can,
Todd Rundgren,
Blossom Toes,
Joey Negro,
Organ,
The Fire Engines,
The Last Poets,
The Walker Brothers,
Boredoms,
the Normal,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Kinks,
Piero Umiliani,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Fad Gadget,
The Moleskins,
Todd Terry,
Albert Ayler,
Glenn Branca,
The Standells,
Aswad,
Hoover,
Kool Moe Dee,
John Coltrane,
Youth Brigade,
Dorothy Ashby,
Qualms,
Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike.
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.