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 Kuwait and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Jawbox to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Cramps. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Drexciya,
Infiniti,
the Slits,
Lower 48,
Nik Kershaw,
The United States of America,
Bill Near,
Slick Rick,
Surgeon,
The Fugs,
Neu!,
Joy Division,
Prince Buster,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Smiths,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sparks,
Bob Dylan,
Kerri Chandler,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Robert Görl,
Swell Maps,
Magma,
Patti Smith,
Leonard Cohen,
Dennis Brown,
Glenn Branca,
The Modern Lovers,
Al Stewart,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
K-Klass,
Vladislav Delay,
The Gladiators,
Easy Going,
The Monks,
Yellowson,
Saccharine Trust,
Siglo XX,
Juan Atkins,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Joensuu 1685,
the Normal,
New Order,
Sexual Harrassment,
Country Teasers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tubeway Army,
John Cale,
Grey Daturas,
Radio Birdman,
Sällskapet,
Jeff Mills,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gichy Dan,
Adolescents,
DNA,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.