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 Canada and from Stockholm.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Robert Palmer 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 Soft Machine to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Camberwell Now,
Ronan,
Severed Heads,
Half Japanese,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Public Image Ltd.,
PIL,
Kurtis Blow,
Spandau Ballet,
Loose Ends,
Robert Wyatt,
Joe Finger,
Quando Quango,
Barrington Levy,
The Zeros,
Oneida,
Jeru the Damaja,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Black Bananas,
Au Pairs,
Tubeway Army,
Sound Behaviour,
Erasure,
The Offenders,
Godley & Creme,
Siglo XX,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
These Immortal Souls,
Lalann,
The Electric Prunes,
Intrusion,
Circle Jerks,
Archie Shepp,
Sonic Youth,
Gichy Dan,
Minny Pops,
Niagra,
DNA,
Gerry Rafferty,
Soul Sonic Force,
Country Teasers,
Bob Dylan,
June Days,
The Leaves,
Scion,
Sam Rivers,
The Dead C,
John Coltrane,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Nirvana,
The Doobie Brothers,
Harry Pussy,
La Düsseldorf,
The Wake,
Black Flag,
Peter and Kerry,
Letta Mbulu,
Youth Brigade,
Shuggie Otis,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Nick Fraelich,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.