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 Bulgaria and from Lyon.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Darondo to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
The American Breed,
Motorama,
Tres Demented,
Andrew Hill,
Lalo Schifrin,
Television Personalities,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Soul II Soul,
Symarip,
Boz Scaggs,
Joy Division,
Agitation Free,
Unrelated Segments,
The Durutti Column,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Amon Düül II,
Toni Rubio,
Alison Limerick,
Surgeon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Mummies,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Swans,
Pulsallama,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Buckinghams,
Skriet,
Circle Jerks,
Excepter,
The Moody Blues,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Remains,
8 Eyed Spy,
China Crisis,
Mo-Dettes,
Scan 7,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The New Christs,
Buzzcocks,
Marvin Gaye,
The Dead C,
Godley & Creme,
R.M.O.,
Second Layer,
Ponytail,
Chris & Cosey,
Skarface,
Sam Rivers,
Delta 5,
Erykah Badu,
Brass Construction,
Pole,
Television,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
D'Angelo,
Rekid,
Patti Smith,
Simply Red,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.