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 Sweden and from Delhi.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the marimba 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 Darondo to the crunk 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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All Country Joe & The Fish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Reagan Youth,
L. Decosne,
the Normal,
The Offenders,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Seeds,
Technova,
Pylon,
Guru Guru,
Pantaleimon,
Anthony Braxton,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
ABBA,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Youth Brigade,
Tim Buckley,
Robert Görl,
The Angels of Light,
The Smiths,
Popol Vuh,
Wings,
The Pop Group,
Bizarre Inc.,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Busters,
Iggy Pop,
Peter and Kerry,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Colin Newman,
Barry Ungar,
Lalo Schifrin,
Roger Hodgson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Searchers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Thompson Twins,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Todd Terry,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sarah Menescal,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ice-T,
Roy Ayers,
The Walker Brothers,
Theoretical Girls,
Electric Prunes,
The Victims,
Aaron Thompson,
Yusef Lateef,
Scientists,
Jawbox,
One Last Wish,
The Index,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Agitation Free,
Derrick Morgan,
The Techniques,
The Gun Club,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Electric Prunes,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.