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 Honduras and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 cv313 to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec 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?
Tubeway Army,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Human League,
Visage,
Drexciya,
Soft Machine,
Zero Boys,
World's Most,
Alice Coltrane,
The Blues Magoos,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Sound,
Isaac Hayes,
Radiohead,
The Monks,
The Trojans,
Silicon Teens,
Accadde A,
In Retrospect,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Smiths,
Dorothy Ashby,
Mad Mike,
Metal Thangz,
La Düsseldorf,
Surgeon,
Judy Mowatt,
Ronan,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Wire,
Darondo,
Mandrill,
Derrick May,
David McCallum,
DNA,
Marmalade,
Los Fastidios,
Franke,
Rekid,
Porter Ricks,
Erasure,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
John Foxx,
The Angels of Light,
Slick Rick,
Kerrie Biddell,
John Lydon,
Pole,
Sarah Menescal,
Kayak,
Scrapy,
The Remains,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mars,
These Immortal Souls,
Moby Grape,
Scratch Acid,
Nik Kershaw,
Angry Samoans,
Lightning Bolt,
Terry Callier,
Eric B and Rakim,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.