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 San Marino and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Joy Division to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Beau Brummels,
The Flesh Eaters,
Drexciya,
The Grass Roots,
the Germs,
Amon Düül II,
Alphaville,
Avey Tare,
Mark Hollis,
In Retrospect,
Parry Music,
Simply Red,
Lucky Dragons,
The Electric Prunes,
Pagans,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Spoonie Gee,
Gang Green,
Brothers Johnson,
The Knickerbockers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Subhumans,
Y Pants,
Donny Hathaway,
Lou Christie,
Funkadelic,
Animal Collective,
Neu!,
The Divine Comedy,
Quantec,
Anthony Braxton,
The New Christs,
Alton Ellis,
Gerry Rafferty,
Moebius,
Sugar Minott,
The Wake,
Little Man,
Susan Cadogan,
Aural Exciters,
Ultravox,
The Standells,
Sight & Sound,
Television Personalities,
Icehouse,
Reuben Wilson,
Pussy Galore,
F. McDonald,
T.S.O.L.,
Bill Wells,
Tommy Roe,
cv313,
Lower 48,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grey Daturas,
Wally Richardson,
Outsiders,
Colin Newman,
The Searchers,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.