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 Israel and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 oboe 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 The Kinks to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Arthur Verocai,
Janne Schatter,
The Buckinghams,
The Invisible,
Jesper Dahlback,
Marine Girls,
John Coltrane,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ludus,
Pantaleimon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Easy Going,
Skaos,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Shadows of Knight,
Neil Young,
Michelle Simonal,
Moss Icon,
Gang Green,
The Doobie Brothers,
Flipper,
Sällskapet,
Groovy Waters,
The Remains,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dennis Brown,
Brothers Johnson,
Fad Gadget,
F. McDonald,
Von Mondo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Hoover,
OOIOO,
Soft Machine,
Sarah Menescal,
Scrapy,
Cymande,
Kerrie Biddell,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The J.B.'s,
A Certain Ratio,
kango's stein massive,
Reuben Wilson,
Ituana,
Yazoo,
Tomorrow,
Fat Boys,
The Pop Group,
Interpol,
David McCallum,
Donald Byrd,
T. Rex,
Terry Callier,
Subhumans,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Chrome,
Alphaville,
Vainqueur,
Fluxion,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ohio Players,
Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.
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.