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 Germany and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 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 Pierre Henry to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
The Victims,
Blake Baxter,
Mission of Burma,
The Gories,
Sound Behaviour,
Inner City,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jeru the Damaja,
Barclay James Harvest,
Symarip,
Scan 7,
The Pop Group,
The Busters,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Last Poets,
Mary Jane Girls,
Josef K,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Khruangbin,
Tom Boy,
Dave Gahan,
Leonard Cohen,
Audionom,
Das Ding,
Shoche,
Terry Callier,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Connie Case,
Lee Hazlewood,
Laurel Aitken,
The Evens,
Althea and Donna,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Alice Coltrane,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Nick Fraelich,
E-Dancer,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Agitation Free,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kerrie Biddell,
David Axelrod,
Outsiders,
Country Teasers,
Little Man,
Chris & Cosey,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
U.S. Maple,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
New Order,
The Buckinghams,
Talk Talk,
Soft Cell,
Morten Harket,
Faraquet,
Crispian St. Peters,
Cybotron,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Harmonia,
The Grass Roots,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.