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 Ethiopia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Radiohead to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Richard Hell and the Voidoids 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Chris & Cosey,
Drexciya,
Lakeside,
Letta Mbulu,
Nirvana,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Intrusion,
John Coltrane,
Lightning Bolt,
Das Ding,
Supertramp,
Grey Daturas,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Misunderstood,
The Pop Group,
Marine Girls,
The Blackbyrds,
Average White Band,
The Slackers,
Severed Heads,
Sandy B,
Henry Cow,
The Buckinghams,
Minny Pops,
Morten Harket,
Oblivians,
Livin' Joy,
Blossom Toes,
Janne Schatter,
Jeff Lynne,
Barbara Tucker,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Spandau Ballet,
Inner City,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Raincoats,
Ronan,
Suicide,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lower 48,
Ice-T,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Five Americans,
48th St. Collective,
Kenny Larkin,
Danielle Patucci,
Dawn Penn,
In Retrospect,
Massinfluence,
Tears for Fears,
The Gories,
Alton Ellis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Smoke,
Ultra Naté,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.