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 Mauritania and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Radiopuhelimet to the funk 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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Piero Umiliani,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Cure,
Swans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Crash Course in Science,
Fad Gadget,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Searchers,
Amon Düül,
Yaz,
A Certain Ratio,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Can,
Danielle Patucci,
D'Angelo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Banda Bassotti,
Peter & Gordon,
Guru Guru,
Joyce Sims,
Nick Fraelich,
The Techniques,
Kayak,
The Skatalites,
Yellowson,
Rosa Yemen,
Sex Pistols,
Junior Murvin,
Gichy Dan,
Arcadia,
The Toasters,
James White and The Blacks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
John Cale,
Lalann,
Black Sheep,
Aural Exciters,
The Associates,
X-101,
Joe Smooth,
Urselle,
Minor Threat,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Newcleus,
Unrelated Segments,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gang Green,
The Invisible,
Marvin Gaye,
Adolescents,
Technova,
Archie Shepp,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pole,
The Stooges,
Spoonie Gee,
Matthew Halsall,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.