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 Czech Republic and from Tokyo.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Easy Going to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
The Blackbyrds,
Icehouse,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Glenn Branca,
Warsaw,
Symarip,
Radiohead,
The Residents,
Scientists,
The Cowsills,
Robert Wyatt,
MC5,
Lyres,
Dark Day,
Carl Craig,
Inner City,
Accadde A,
Eric Dolphy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Velvet Underground,
Crooked Eye,
Frankie Knuckles,
David McCallum,
Sparks,
Janne Schatter,
Half Japanese,
Ornette Coleman,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dawn Penn,
Angry Samoans,
Ronan,
Man Parrish,
Surgeon,
Livin' Joy,
Qualms,
The Seeds,
Oneida,
FM Einheit,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Nik Kershaw,
Connie Case,
Pierre Henry,
Traffic Nightmare,
Soulsonic Force,
The Kinks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sight & Sound,
Unwound,
Minny Pops,
The Music Machine,
Delon & Dalcan,
Steve Hackett,
The Motions,
Marine Girls,
Deakin,
The Toasters,
The Zeros,
Subhumans,
The Star Department,
Organ,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.