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 Lagos.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 clarinet 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 Grandmaster Flash to the jazz 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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
Nick Fraelich,
Second Layer,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Happenings,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kaleidoscope,
Joe Finger,
Organ,
Spoonie Gee,
Heaven 17,
Scrapy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Theoretical Girls,
Dead Boys,
New Order,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Minny Pops,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The United States of America,
Vainqueur,
Grey Daturas,
Whodini,
Eric B and Rakim,
Arcadia,
Y Pants,
Peter and Kerry,
Colin Newman,
Donny Hathaway,
Mo-Dettes,
Half Japanese,
Simply Red,
The Gap Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Audionom,
Masters at Work,
Alphaville,
The Names,
Public Image Ltd.,
Metal Thangz,
Electric Prunes,
MC5,
The Remains,
Flipper,
Arab on Radar,
Livin' Joy,
Gang Green,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kerri Chandler,
Piero Umiliani,
Maleditus Sound,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kurtis Blow,
MDC,
Make Up,
Eddi Front,
Au Pairs,
Agitation Free,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.