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 Honduras and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 sitar 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 Sound Behaviour to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Sam Rivers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
The Victims,
Ultravox,
Arthur Verocai,
Spandau Ballet,
Deadbeat,
Quando Quango,
The Young Rascals,
Ultra Naté,
Suburban Knight,
Kaleidoscope,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tres Demented,
JFA,
Man Parrish,
The Knickerbockers,
FM Einheit,
Nik Kershaw,
Sun City Girls,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Schoolly D,
Funky Four + One,
Pierre Henry,
Marcia Griffiths,
Joe Finger,
Ronnie Foster,
Sex Pistols,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mandrill,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Glambeats Corp.,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Yellowson,
Zapp,
Rotary Connection,
John Foxx,
Scrapy,
PIL,
Charles Mingus,
Crash Course in Science,
David McCallum,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sällskapet,
the Swans,
Tears for Fears,
The Golliwogs,
Brick,
the Association,
Lou Christie,
Mary Jane Girls,
Beasts of Bourbon,
La Düsseldorf,
Liliput,
Stiv Bators,
K-Klass,
Boz Scaggs,
The Moody Blues,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fat Boys,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.