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 Albania and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Madrid.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Peter & Gordon to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Swans,
Flipper,
Neu!,
Wolf Eyes,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Toasters,
the Soft Cell,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gabor Szabo,
Man Eating Sloth,
K-Klass,
Steve Hackett,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bootsy Collins,
Angry Samoans,
David Bowie,
Magazine,
Cal Tjader,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gang Green,
Model 500,
Lower 48,
The Residents,
Outsiders,
Tears for Fears,
The Misunderstood,
Robert Hood,
Stockholm Monsters,
Marvin Gaye,
The Motions,
Los Fastidios,
Marine Girls,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Young Rascals,
Faust,
Sun City Girls,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Altered Images,
The Blues Magoos,
Adolescents,
The Seeds,
Pole,
Stereo Dub,
Pantaleimon,
Dennis Brown,
Delta 5,
Mo-Dettes,
X-Ray Spex,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bad Manners,
Kas Product,
Matthew Bourne,
Main Source,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Subhumans,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.