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 Cyprus and from Manchester.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin 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 Stiv Bators to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Searchers,
Oblivians,
Severed Heads,
Index,
Eric B and Rakim,
Barrington Levy,
Panda Bear,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Smoke,
Al Stewart,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sixth Finger,
Stiv Bators,
Glenn Branca,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Human League,
Quadrant,
Delon & Dalcan,
the Fania All-Stars,
Youth Brigade,
Banda Bassotti,
Albert Ayler,
Darondo,
Aloha Tigers,
the Human League,
Vladislav Delay,
the Association,
Jacques Brel,
The Index,
Arab on Radar,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Boogie Down Productions,
Icehouse,
kango's stein massive,
Deadbeat,
Byron Stingily,
a-ha,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eric Copeland,
The Evens,
Aural Exciters,
Susan Cadogan,
The Zeros,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Birthday Party,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Stooges,
Ken Boothe,
Dark Day,
Fela Kuti,
Sun Ra,
The Five Americans,
La Düsseldorf,
Pharoah Sanders,
Iggy Pop,
Zero Boys,
Lou Christie,
Groovy Waters,
Niagra,
Adolescents,
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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.