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 Costa Rica and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the rock 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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sex Pistols 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
The Fire Engines,
Niagra,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Modern Lovers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Oblivians,
Mary Jane Girls,
Albert Ayler,
Blake Baxter,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Symarip,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
JFA,
Mission of Burma,
Young Marble Giants,
The J.B.'s,
Juan Atkins,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Techniques,
David Bowie,
Swell Maps,
Crime,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Minutemen,
Kenny Larkin,
Lalann,
Yazoo,
The Monochrome Set,
Sex Pistols,
Little Man,
Ronan,
The Walker Brothers,
The Cramps,
The Golliwogs,
Ponytail,
Ken Boothe,
Isaac Hayes,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Al Stewart,
Yellowson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Blancmange,
The Saints,
Wire,
Mark Hollis,
The Flesh Eaters,
Nico,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jawbox,
Duran Duran,
Sister Nancy,
New Age Steppers,
Matthew Bourne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grey Daturas,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Radio Birdman,
Big Daddy Kane,
Drexciya,
the Germs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.