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 Ukraine and from Lyon.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Josef K to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Sonic Youth,
The Index,
Loose Ends,
The Dirtbombs,
Johnny Osbourne,
Essential Logic,
Hashim,
The Human League,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Liliput,
Pulsallama,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Deepchord,
Henry Cow,
Barclay James Harvest,
Panda Bear,
Brothers Johnson,
Parry Music,
Aloha Tigers,
Fat Boys,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Cure,
Ohio Players,
Lyres,
Delon & Dalcan,
Robert Görl,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Monks,
10cc,
Todd Rundgren,
The Evens,
The Misunderstood,
The Vogues,
Gang of Four,
X-102,
Bobby Sherman,
Roxy Music,
Sparks,
Maleditus Sound,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Marvin Gaye,
E-Dancer,
The Real Kids,
Erykah Badu,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lakeside,
The Young Rascals,
The Move,
Half Japanese,
Eve St. Jones,
Visage,
Josef K,
Delta 5,
Eli Mardock,
Second Layer,
The Five Americans,
Index,
LL Cool J,
Sandy B,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.