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 Ivory Coast and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Ultravox to the rap 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 The Toasters. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Wings,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Negative Approach,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Schoolly D,
Sister Nancy,
Popol Vuh,
Fear,
The Fugs,
Monolake,
Barrington Levy,
China Crisis,
Los Fastidios,
The Tremeloes,
UT,
Metal Thangz,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bluetip,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pulsallama,
The Angels of Light,
Subhumans,
Donald Byrd,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bad Manners,
Nils Olav,
The Gladiators,
Prince Buster,
The United States of America,
The Motions,
Fela Kuti,
Can,
Loose Ends,
Brand Nubian,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sound Behaviour,
Camberwell Now,
Pantytec,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Tim Buckley,
John Lydon,
The Barracudas,
The Invisible,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
R.M.O.,
PIL,
The Young Rascals,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Freddie Wadling,
Cheater Slicks,
Rufus Thomas,
Ituana,
Trumans Water,
Soft Machine,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.