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 Azerbaijan and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Toasters to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 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 rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Fat Boys,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Moss Icon,
La Düsseldorf,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
FM Einheit,
Stetsasonic,
Sound Behaviour,
Pierre Henry,
The Gories,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Peter and Kerry,
Half Japanese,
Joy Division,
Sixth Finger,
Barry Ungar,
Glenn Branca,
Idris Muhammad,
Schoolly D,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Laurel Aitken,
The Divine Comedy,
Bobby Byrd,
The Buckinghams,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pulsallama,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Young Rascals,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Kinks,
Lalann,
Bang On A Can,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kaleidoscope,
Terry Callier,
Pharoah Sanders,
Leonard Cohen,
The Fall,
Adolescents,
Intrusion,
Hasil Adkins,
Slick Rick,
Siglo XX,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Chrome,
the Soft Cell,
Massinfluence,
Magma,
The Knickerbockers,
The Red Krayola,
Nico,
David Bowie,
John Foxx,
The Index,
cv313,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Groovy Waters,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.