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 Antigua and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 808 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 MDC to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Archie Shepp 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Throbbing Gristle,
Mr. Review,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Scratch Acid,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
A Certain Ratio,
Camouflage,
Television,
The Zeros,
Sandy B,
The Happenings,
Jacob Miller,
These Immortal Souls,
China Crisis,
Heaven 17,
Zero Boys,
Funkadelic,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jawbox,
The Techniques,
Cymande,
Piero Umiliani,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Susan Cadogan,
Robert Görl,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chris Corsano,
Scientists,
Gastr Del Sol,
Agitation Free,
cv313,
Maleditus Sound,
Anthony Braxton,
Hasil Adkins,
Bootsy Collins,
Maurizio,
Schoolly D,
The Gladiators,
Lebanon Hanover,
Q65,
Eve St. Jones,
Slave,
Kerri Chandler,
Tubeway Army,
Surgeon,
Hot Snakes,
The Star Department,
Swell Maps,
The Gun Club,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Carl Craig,
R.M.O.,
Fad Gadget,
Yellowson,
Q and Not U,
Fatback Band,
OOIOO,
Robert Hood,
Michelle Simonal,
Mandrill,
Joe Smooth,
Scion,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.