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 Guatemala and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bush Tetras to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terry Callier,
EPMD,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Au Pairs,
The Beau Brummels,
Soulsonic Force,
Steve Hackett,
Shoche,
Godley & Creme,
Babytalk,
Prince Buster,
Roy Ayers,
Max Romeo,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pantaleimon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Barracudas,
Kerri Chandler,
Oneida,
Eddi Front,
The Zeros,
Janne Schatter,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Swell Maps,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Severed Heads,
Aural Exciters,
Thompson Twins,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joyce Sims,
Radiohead,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lower 48,
The Cramps,
Magazine,
Alphaville,
The New Christs,
Minutemen,
Roxy Music,
The Blues Magoos,
Little Man,
One Last Wish,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Chris Corsano,
The Fire Engines,
Bang On A Can,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Kinks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Depeche Mode,
Gastr Del Sol,
Los Fastidios,
The Martian,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.