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 Kiribati and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 American Breed to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Spoonie Gee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Agent Orange,
Livin' Joy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Move,
Lou Reed,
Derrick Morgan,
Pantaleimon,
Q65,
La Düsseldorf,
Monolake,
Bobby Sherman,
Brick,
Tom Boy,
Barbara Tucker,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Underground Resistance,
Glenn Branca,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mo-Dettes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Max Romeo,
Bluetip,
Kayak,
Sonic Youth,
Howard Jones,
The Stooges,
Minnie Riperton,
Robert Wyatt,
Quando Quango,
Sparks,
Yazoo,
Aaron Thompson,
Soulsonic Force,
The Raincoats,
Accadde A,
Vainqueur,
PIL,
Infiniti,
The American Breed,
Gerry Rafferty,
Danielle Patucci,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Wake,
Mission of Burma,
the Soft Cell,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Make Up,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
a-ha,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Wasted Youth,
The Dave Clark Five,
Scion,
Bizarre Inc.,
Slave,
Kenny Larkin,
Jeru the Damaja,
Todd Rundgren,
Graham Central Station,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.