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 Serbia 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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 The Fuzztones to the funk 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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Audionom,
The Dead C,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Symarip,
Minor Threat,
Johnny Osbourne,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gastr Del Sol,
Anakelly,
Bill Wells,
The Raincoats,
The Moody Blues,
Ultravox,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Susan Cadogan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Index,
Neu!,
Eve St. Jones,
Boz Scaggs,
Desert Stars,
John Holt,
Nirvana,
The American Breed,
Subhumans,
Arcadia,
The Neon Judgement,
Blancmange,
Mr. Review,
Fela Kuti,
The Gap Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Terrestrial Tones,
Warsaw,
Wings,
June Days,
Fluxion,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pantaleimon,
Chrome,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Adolescents,
Absolute Body Control,
Camberwell Now,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Barbara Tucker,
the Germs,
Matthew Bourne,
Davy DMX,
The Birthday Party,
The Count Five,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Harmonia,
Panda Bear,
Robert Hood,
Deepchord,
The Electric Prunes,
Scott Walker,
Rod Modell,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat.
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.