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 Botswana and from Bologna.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bologna.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
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 The Tremeloes to the rock 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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Big Daddy Kane,
Danielle Patucci,
Man Parrish,
Bad Manners,
AZ,
Blake Baxter,
Duran Duran,
John Holt,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lakeside,
KRS-One,
kango's stein massive,
The Monks,
World's Most,
Crash Course in Science,
Metal Thangz,
Patti Smith,
A Certain Ratio,
Gerry Rafferty,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bill Wells,
ABC,
The Star Department,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lou Reed,
Eric Copeland,
Todd Rundgren,
Can,
June of 44,
Easy Going,
Neil Young,
Country Teasers,
The Happenings,
Black Flag,
Slave,
Mark Hollis,
The Barracudas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Walker Brothers,
Funky Four + One,
Depeche Mode,
Black Pus,
Little Man,
New York Dolls,
The Tremeloes,
Simply Red,
Interpol,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Warsaw,
The Victims,
Boz Scaggs,
Kerrie Biddell,
Skriet,
Panda Bear,
Tom Boy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Toasters,
Yellowson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Robert Görl,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.