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 Niger and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Man Parrish to the disco 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 The Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Hashim,
Barrington Levy,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Skatalites,
Boz Scaggs,
PIL,
The Litter,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bob Dylan,
Pere Ubu,
The Moody Blues,
Sun City Girls,
Public Enemy,
Spoonie Gee,
Talk Talk,
Anakelly,
Amazonics,
The Human League,
Nas,
Andrew Hill,
Cheater Slicks,
Black Bananas,
David McCallum,
Groovy Waters,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Amon Düül II,
Roger Hodgson,
Basic Channel,
In Retrospect,
Colin Newman,
Skaos,
Tres Demented,
Albert Ayler,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Vogues,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Wake,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lou Christie,
Wings,
Outsiders,
MC5,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sonny Sharrock,
Whodini,
Yusef Lateef,
Infiniti,
Slick Rick,
Gang Green,
David Axelrod,
Duran Duran,
Skarface,
Royal Trux,
Bobby Byrd,
Funky Four + One,
The Five Americans,
Al Stewart,
Babytalk,
Howard Jones,
New Age Steppers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
K-Klass,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.