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 France and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the sitar 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 Lalann to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Eric Dolphy,
Cecil Taylor,
T. Rex,
Neil Young,
Don Cherry,
Frankie Knuckles,
Grandmaster Flash,
Susan Cadogan,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Happenings,
Fugazi,
Mars,
Lee Hazlewood,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Yaz,
Juan Atkins,
Suicide,
The Slits,
Malaria!,
World's Most,
Erykah Badu,
Crooked Eye,
Al Stewart,
Sparks,
The Neon Judgement,
Mark Hollis,
The Black Dice,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scott Walker,
Tears for Fears,
Crash Course in Science,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Gladiators,
Erasure,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lyres,
Matthew Halsall,
Barbara Tucker,
The Five Americans,
The Smiths,
Alice Coltrane,
Albert Ayler,
Essential Logic,
Slick Rick,
Infiniti,
Kas Product,
Nation of Ulysses,
Buzzcocks,
Hardrive,
The Saints,
Alphaville,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Moss Icon,
Nirvana,
The Litter,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Buckinghams,
Soft Machine,
The Smoke,
Skarface,
Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare.
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.