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 Yemen 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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 Flash Fearless to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terry Callier record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Sonic Youth,
Yellowson,
Rekid,
Rod Modell,
Fat Boys,
Dave Gahan,
Alphaville,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Fire Engines,
Tubeway Army,
Duran Duran,
Ornette Coleman,
Dual Sessions,
Zapp,
T.S.O.L.,
Harpers Bizarre,
Angry Samoans,
Byron Stingily,
One Last Wish,
New Age Steppers,
The Misunderstood,
Junior Murvin,
Tim Buckley,
Kayak,
Young Marble Giants,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Evens,
Masters at Work,
The Raincoats,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Monks,
Lower 48,
Peter and Kerry,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Golliwogs,
EPMD,
Bobbi Humphrey,
X-102,
Hardrive,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jimmy McGriff,
Rufus Thomas,
Model 500,
Panda Bear,
The Skatalites,
Siglo XX,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jandek,
The Angels of Light,
X-Ray Spex,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Young Rascals,
Neu!,
Scott Walker,
Banda Bassotti,
Aural Exciters,
Blossom Toes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Crispy Ambulance,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.