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 Tanzania and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 mellotron 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 The Gories to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Sight & Sound,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Skaos,
Glambeats Corp.,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Velvet Underground,
The Red Krayola,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
E-Dancer,
The Sonics,
Echospace,
John Cale,
Liliput,
Groovy Waters,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Aaron Thompson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Trojans,
Buzzcocks,
Aswad,
Scratch Acid,
Arab on Radar,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Erykah Badu,
Idris Muhammad,
Ice-T,
Swell Maps,
DJ Style,
Jandek,
Drexciya,
DNA,
Negative Approach,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Count Five,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Minnie Riperton,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Doobie Brothers,
This Heat,
Yellowson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marshall Jefferson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Hasil Adkins,
Rod Modell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mad Mike,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
World's Most,
Bobby Byrd,
Gerry Rafferty,
Royal Trux,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Soft Machine,
Black Bananas,
Darondo,
Amon Düül,
Amazonics,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sonic Youth,
Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas.
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.