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 Swaziland and from Jakarta.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T.S.O.L.,
ABBA,
Al Stewart,
Nick Fraelich,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sugar Minott,
Howard Jones,
The Smiths,
Roxette,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Duran Duran,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Moleskins,
Pantytec,
Supertramp,
The Evens,
Delta 5,
Tropical Tobacco,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Spandau Ballet,
Eurythmics,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Anthony Braxton,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Scan 7,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gang Starr,
Make Up,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Oblivians,
Vainqueur,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bluetip,
Wally Richardson,
Barbara Tucker,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camberwell Now,
Joensuu 1685,
Boredoms,
Letta Mbulu,
kango's stein massive,
Todd Rundgren,
Rites of Spring,
Sparks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Alphaville,
Sarah Menescal,
David McCallum,
The Human League,
The Fuzztones,
The J.B.'s,
Boogie Down Productions,
Deepchord,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Zapp,
the Germs,
Ronnie Foster,
DJ Style,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Aaron Thompson,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.