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 Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 John Holt to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Beasts of Bourbon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Matthew Bourne,
Guru Guru,
Godley & Creme,
Young Marble Giants,
Television Personalities,
Drive Like Jehu,
U.S. Maple,
The Names,
David McCallum,
Mark Hollis,
The Leaves,
The Buckinghams,
Absolute Body Control,
Eve St. Jones,
The Evens,
Ultravox,
Minor Threat,
June of 44,
Darondo,
The Cure,
The Gories,
Radio Birdman,
Television,
the Soft Cell,
Marvin Gaye,
Liliput,
Sound Behaviour,
June Days,
Soulsonic Force,
Smog,
Nas,
The Techniques,
Stiv Bators,
Little Man,
Hot Snakes,
The Fire Engines,
Bill Wells,
Anthony Braxton,
Swell Maps,
Oblivians,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Fuzztones,
The Kinks,
Pagans,
Morten Harket,
Derrick May,
The Young Rascals,
Ice-T,
Deakin,
Essential Logic,
Stereo Dub,
Camouflage,
Hasil Adkins,
Amon Düül,
The Real Kids,
The Star Department,
Audionom,
Lebanon Hanover,
Nico,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jacob Miller,
Anakelly,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.