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 Indonesia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 guitar 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 Eurythmics to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
H. Thieme,
Robert Hood,
Nils Olav,
Sixth Finger,
Michelle Simonal,
Arcadia,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Dawn Penn,
Kurtis Blow,
Bang On A Can,
Sarah Menescal,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Amon Düül,
Trumans Water,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sister Nancy,
Simply Red,
The Human League,
CMW,
Marmalade,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bob Dylan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
KRS-One,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Make Up,
Soft Cell,
Barclay James Harvest,
Electric Prunes,
Vladislav Delay,
Tomorrow,
Howard Jones,
Banda Bassotti,
Wasted Youth,
Accadde A,
Crispy Ambulance,
Hasil Adkins,
Oblivians,
Neu!,
Josef K,
Schoolly D,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ice-T,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nas,
Roger Hodgson,
Kerrie Biddell,
James White and The Blacks,
The Fire Engines,
Sparks,
Porter Ricks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Soft Machine,
Flamin' Groovies,
Technova,
Cluster,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
K-Klass,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.