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 Kyrgyzstan and from Beijing.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Donald Byrd to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Inner City,
Soul II Soul,
David McCallum,
Sound Behaviour,
The Sonics,
Sällskapet,
The Pop Group,
Lou Christie,
Dark Day,
The Human League,
Joey Negro,
Vladislav Delay,
The Smoke,
Crispian St. Peters,
Blancmange,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Victims,
Au Pairs,
Organ,
Kevin Saunderson,
Faraquet,
Iggy Pop,
Bobby Womack,
Urselle,
Cal Tjader,
Negative Approach,
Spoonie Gee,
The Five Americans,
China Crisis,
UT,
The J.B.'s,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Essential Logic,
Can,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Matthew Halsall,
Isaac Hayes,
Jeru the Damaja,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gil Scott Heron,
Albert Ayler,
Henry Cow,
John Coltrane,
Scientists,
Sight & Sound,
Connie Case,
Leonard Cohen,
Lightning Bolt,
Laurel Aitken,
Black Pus,
The Dead C,
Agent Orange,
Malaria!,
New Age Steppers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Joensuu 1685,
Carl Craig,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Monolake,
Jerry's Kids,
Lalann,
Rakim,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.