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 Thailand and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Monolake 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 Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sexual Harrassment,
Moby Grape,
Bronski Beat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Heaven 17,
Alice Coltrane,
Wings,
Minor Threat,
Jerry's Kids,
Eric Copeland,
Skriet,
The Young Rascals,
John Coltrane,
The Wake,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Das Ding,
Henry Cow,
Crime,
Maurizio,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Reagan Youth,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Barracudas,
Fela Kuti,
Rites of Spring,
The United States of America,
Dennis Brown,
Bluetip,
Adolescents,
Skarface,
Iggy Pop,
The Human League,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bobby Womack,
Urselle,
Vladislav Delay,
Jacques Brel,
Main Source,
Bobby Byrd,
Moebius,
Marmalade,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gichy Dan,
Sandy B,
Scion,
Robert Hood,
Porter Ricks,
Bad Manners,
The Dead C,
Johnny Clarke,
Kaleidoscope,
Delta 5,
Black Flag,
Faraquet,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cal Tjader,
Gerry Rafferty,
Underground Resistance,
Sparks,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.