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 Haiti and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Seeds to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Smoke. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Flock of Seagulls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lindisfarne,
Marine Girls,
Piero Umiliani,
Jesper Dahlback,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fuzztones,
Section 25,
Henry Cow,
The Vogues,
Radiohead,
Pagans,
The Gap Band,
The Cure,
Arthur Verocai,
Reagan Youth,
Ultra Naté,
KRS-One,
Godley & Creme,
LL Cool J,
Zapp,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eric Copeland,
Pole,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Stereo Dub,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Althea and Donna,
Cybotron,
Fugazi,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Barry Ungar,
Aswad,
Laurel Aitken,
Minor Threat,
Cluster,
The Gories,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Masters at Work,
EPMD,
Outsiders,
Skaos,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Stockholm Monsters,
Radiopuhelimet,
Al Stewart,
The Martian,
Jacques Brel,
Anakelly,
June Days,
Drive Like Jehu,
Todd Terry,
Basic Channel,
The Moleskins,
The Kinks,
The Motions,
Inner City,
Gang Green,
kango's stein massive,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.