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 Guinea-Bissau and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 Judy Mowatt to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
Morten Harket,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Blues Magoos,
Gang Green,
Eli Mardock,
cv313,
The Smiths,
Cluster,
Funky Four + One,
In Retrospect,
Erasure,
Radiopuhelimet,
Maurizio,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Throbbing Gristle,
DJ Style,
The Fall,
Albert Ayler,
Gong,
The Pop Group,
Godley & Creme,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
June Days,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Victims,
Quadrant,
Franke,
The Motions,
Bizarre Inc.,
Pharoah Sanders,
Crooked Eye,
The American Breed,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
the Fania All-Stars,
Das Ding,
Avey Tare,
John Foxx,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Electric Prunes,
Ituana,
Mo-Dettes,
Lightning Bolt,
Kayak,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Peter and Kerry,
Excepter,
Yusef Lateef,
T. Rex,
Tom Boy,
Jerry's Kids,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nils Olav,
Basic Channel,
Television Personalities,
Bauhaus,
Derrick May,
Letta Mbulu,
L. Decosne,
Graham Central Station,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Guru Guru,
Outsiders,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.