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 Gabon and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Nation of Ulysses to the rap 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
Talk Talk,
Magma,
The Music Machine,
Public Image Ltd.,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Soul II Soul,
Tres Demented,
The Zeros,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Alison Limerick,
Idris Muhammad,
X-Ray Spex,
Babytalk,
Scan 7,
Lungfish,
Joy Division,
Kenny Larkin,
Half Japanese,
The Pretty Things,
The American Breed,
Lightning Bolt,
Joey Negro,
the Sonics,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eden Ahbez,
Suicide,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Visage,
Liliput,
Pere Ubu,
Newcleus,
H. Thieme,
New Order,
Scientists,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Boredoms,
David McCallum,
Fatback Band,
Echospace,
Arab on Radar,
Loose Ends,
Radiopuhelimet,
Porter Ricks,
Jeff Lynne,
Au Pairs,
The Human League,
Joe Finger,
The Residents,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Smiths,
Godley & Creme,
Vainqueur,
John Coltrane,
Anakelly,
Joensuu 1685,
Deakin,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.