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 Kuwait and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Toni Rubio,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eden Ahbez,
Rites of Spring,
Nick Fraelich,
The Modern Lovers,
Lyres,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nico,
Pulsallama,
Ultra Naté,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Leaves,
Arab on Radar,
The Human League,
The Blackbyrds,
Porter Ricks,
Groovy Waters,
Guru Guru,
John Cale,
Kurtis Blow,
Kool Moe Dee,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bronski Beat,
The Barracudas,
B.T. Express,
Leonard Cohen,
Bob Dylan,
K-Klass,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Iggy Pop,
Joe Finger,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ultimate Spinach,
Pagans,
Brass Construction,
Tears for Fears,
Eddi Front,
UT,
Henry Cow,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Piero Umiliani,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bobby Womack,
D'Angelo,
Gang of Four,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
R.M.O.,
The Remains,
Oneida,
Sly & The Family Stone,
David Bowie,
Jesper Dahlback,
Surgeon,
Index,
The Saints,
John Lydon,
Tres Demented,
Bush Tetras,
Jacques Brel,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.