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 Switzerland and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Peter and Kerry to the rock 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 Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Al Stewart,
Fat Boys,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Country Teasers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
John Lydon,
Negative Approach,
Pulsallama,
Basic Channel,
Fluxion,
Aswad,
The Slackers,
Unrelated Segments,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Laurel Aitken,
Todd Rundgren,
Peter and Kerry,
The Invisible,
Girls At Our Best!,
Archie Shepp,
Gil Scott Heron,
Derrick Morgan,
Mary Jane Girls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Youth Brigade,
Arcadia,
Zero Boys,
Cymande,
Sam Rivers,
Lou Christie,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kayak,
Maleditus Sound,
Scratch Acid,
Althea and Donna,
The American Breed,
John Coltrane,
Fela Kuti,
Black Bananas,
The Angels of Light,
The Associates,
Deadbeat,
Lalann,
Kurtis Blow,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sister Nancy,
New Order,
The Golliwogs,
La Düsseldorf,
Easy Going,
Intrusion,
Chrome,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Sound,
Arab on Radar,
Thompson Twins,
World's Most,
Skriet,
Symarip,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Derrick May,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.