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 Serbia and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 rhodes 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 The Five Americans to the grunge 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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s 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 Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
Country Teasers,
Rites of Spring,
Marine Girls,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Scion,
Ronan,
DJ Style,
Kayak,
Nils Olav,
Piero Umiliani,
Sam Rivers,
Infiniti,
Fatback Band,
Japan,
Sun City Girls,
Quando Quango,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Yaz,
Stetsasonic,
Rosa Yemen,
Mark Hollis,
Aloha Tigers,
Susan Cadogan,
The Fuzztones,
Outsiders,
Silicon Teens,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Crash Course in Science,
Robert Wyatt,
The Human League,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soft Cell,
F. McDonald,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fugazi,
Gabor Szabo,
Dennis Brown,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lindisfarne,
Loose Ends,
Sight & Sound,
Jeff Mills,
Charles Mingus,
Brick,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pylon,
Warren Ellis,
Parry Music,
Patti Smith,
The Cure,
Archie Shepp,
Deadbeat,
EPMD,
The Monks,
James White and The Blacks,
Michelle Simonal,
The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C.
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.