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 Spain and from Lagos.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 organ 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 Flipper to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All Shuggie Otis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Kaleidoscope,
Monks,
The Moleskins,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Saints,
Rekid,
Junior Murvin,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Marcia Griffiths,
OOIOO,
Arcadia,
Drexciya,
Pantytec,
The Detroit Cobras,
Mary Jane Girls,
Country Teasers,
June of 44,
The Vogues,
Loose Ends,
KRS-One,
Laurel Aitken,
Sound Behaviour,
The Fall,
Buzzcocks,
Kerrie Biddell,
Television Personalities,
Byron Stingily,
Ken Boothe,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Remains,
Eddi Front,
Bootsy Collins,
Soulsonic Force,
Jeff Lynne,
Television,
Kenny Larkin,
Patti Smith,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Moody Blues,
Public Enemy,
Roger Hodgson,
Lee Hazlewood,
Zero Boys,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Human League,
London Community Gospel Choir,
La Düsseldorf,
The Shadows of Knight,
Maleditus Sound,
Scratch Acid,
Sarah Menescal,
Altered Images,
Piero Umiliani,
Schoolly D,
Joy Division,
Judy Mowatt,
Bronski Beat,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine 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.