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 Andorra and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Woodstock.
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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Monks to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Roxette,
The Kinks,
Thee Headcoats,
Pantytec,
Bobby Byrd,
Amon Düül II,
Con Funk Shun,
DJ Sneak,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Amon Düül,
Little Man,
Popol Vuh,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lower 48,
Pierre Henry,
kango's stein massive,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kevin Saunderson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Invisible,
Ultravox,
Ludus,
Mo-Dettes,
Crime,
Tropical Tobacco,
Surgeon,
Moss Icon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Schoolly D,
Fatback Band,
The Black Dice,
Inner City,
The Tremeloes,
The Zeros,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Supertramp,
Roxy Music,
Ornette Coleman,
Byron Stingily,
Radiohead,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Adolescents,
Roy Ayers,
The Five Americans,
Aural Exciters,
Michelle Simonal,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Laurel Aitken,
The Blackbyrds,
Dennis Brown,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Fortunes,
Tomorrow,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Grandmaster Flash,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.