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 Kosovo and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Country Teasers to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap 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 a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
The Gun Club,
Underground Resistance,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ice-T,
Tropical Tobacco,
Stockholm Monsters,
Circle Jerks,
Dennis Brown,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Harmonia,
Andrew Hill,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pierre Henry,
Eli Mardock,
Tubeway Army,
Rotary Connection,
Television Personalities,
Crooked Eye,
Ronnie Foster,
Public Image Ltd.,
Moebius,
The Five Americans,
Sun Ra,
Y Pants,
Big Daddy Kane,
Parry Music,
Roy Ayers,
Wire,
Camberwell Now,
Make Up,
The Searchers,
Barclay James Harvest,
June Days,
Henry Cow,
Erykah Badu,
Black Pus,
The Stooges,
Animal Collective,
Surgeon,
EPMD,
Talk Talk,
Section 25,
Delon & Dalcan,
Robert Hood,
Leonard Cohen,
Danielle Patucci,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pussy Galore,
Freddie Wadling,
Adolescents,
Tim Buckley,
Scott Walker,
Darondo,
JFA,
KRS-One,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tears for Fears,
The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.
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.