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 Sweden and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 synthesizer 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 CMW to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
H. Thieme,
Public Image Ltd.,
Porter Ricks,
Eddi Front,
Joe Finger,
Radiohead,
Royal Trux,
Con Funk Shun,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Spoonie Gee,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gang Starr,
AZ,
Leonard Cohen,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Seeds,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Blues Magoos,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Janne Schatter,
JFA,
The Martian,
Angry Samoans,
Parry Music,
The Doobie Brothers,
Wire,
Television Personalities,
Spandau Ballet,
Saccharine Trust,
One Last Wish,
In Retrospect,
Matthew Bourne,
The Offenders,
Underground Resistance,
Crash Course in Science,
Accadde A,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Durutti Column,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Robert Hood,
OOIOO,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Suburban Knight,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kerri Chandler,
The Grass Roots,
Laurel Aitken,
Archie Shepp,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Suicide,
Bobby Womack,
Main Source,
The Blackbyrds,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Dual Sessions,
10cc,
John Cale,
Ornette Coleman,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.