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 Malaysia and from London.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Idris Muhammad,
Swans,
Nik Kershaw,
The Skatalites,
Camouflage,
Monolake,
Byron Stingily,
Sam Rivers,
Symarip,
Delta 5,
The Fire Engines,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Mummies,
The Young Rascals,
Reuben Wilson,
Howard Jones,
Scan 7,
The Martian,
Liliput,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Simply Red,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Harry Pussy,
John Coltrane,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sly & The Family Stone,
John Holt,
Ken Boothe,
Motorama,
Radio Birdman,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kevin Saunderson,
Unrelated Segments,
Donald Byrd,
Black Bananas,
Rapeman,
Jeff Lynne,
Black Moon,
Dead Boys,
Nils Olav,
Silicon Teens,
Procol Harum,
Flash Fearless,
Arthur Verocai,
Index,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Letta Mbulu,
Minnie Riperton,
Pantytec,
Eddi Front,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Anakelly,
Amon Düül II,
Pet Shop Boys,
Unwound,
Crooked Eye,
The Kinks,
H. Thieme,
Lalann, Lalann, Lalann, Lalann.
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.