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 Armenia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Leonard Cohen to the grunge 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jandek,
This Heat,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Minutemen,
Jimmy McGriff,
Curtis Mayfield,
Cluster,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pagans,
Index,
Albert Ayler,
Intrusion,
ABBA,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Tubeway Army,
Talk Talk,
Barbara Tucker,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Groovy Waters,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sällskapet,
Morten Harket,
Marmalade,
Soft Cell,
Yusef Lateef,
Bad Manners,
The Music Machine,
The Dead C,
Guru Guru,
KRS-One,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Slits,
Prince Buster,
Radio Birdman,
The Wake,
Sexual Harrassment,
Avey Tare,
Banda Bassotti,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Quantec,
Connie Case,
Interpol,
Flipper,
Fluxion,
Andrew Hill,
Todd Terry,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gabor Szabo,
John Holt,
Liliput,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Piero Umiliani,
Ultravox,
E-Dancer,
Main Source,
Youth Brigade,
Masters at Work,
Mission of Burma,
Pole,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.