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 Ivory Coast and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Houston and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Procol Harum,
E-Dancer,
Piero Umiliani,
OOIOO,
Harmonia,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Wake,
The Move,
Graham Central Station,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Negative Approach,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Soft Cell,
Nik Kershaw,
Kas Product,
Kenny Larkin,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rod Modell,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lower 48,
Monks,
Maurizio,
Joe Finger,
Average White Band,
Sparks,
the Fania All-Stars,
Wings,
Pere Ubu,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Doors,
Aural Exciters,
the Association,
Peter & Gordon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bizarre Inc.,
Connie Case,
Alton Ellis,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Steve Hackett,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Radio Birdman,
Lebanon Hanover,
Warsaw,
T. Rex,
The Dead C,
Second Layer,
Cymande,
Whodini,
Hoover,
Faraquet,
Tres Demented,
The Real Kids,
Trumans Water,
Rhythm & Sound,
Easy Going,
Minnie Riperton,
Flash Fearless,
Robert Hood,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.