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 Sweden and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Whodini to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Black Flag,
Eli Mardock,
Ten City,
Kerri Chandler,
Sam Rivers,
Radiohead,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Joey Negro,
Fela Kuti,
Eden Ahbez,
Deepchord,
The Mighty Diamonds,
June of 44,
Loose Ends,
World's Most,
Jeff Lynne,
X-Ray Spex,
Quadrant,
The Stooges,
Qualms,
The Offenders,
The Buckinghams,
Tom Boy,
Blossom Toes,
Aaron Thompson,
Youth Brigade,
Oneida,
The Moody Blues,
Delon & Dalcan,
Cluster,
The Kinks,
Donald Byrd,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bad Manners,
Robert Hood,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Adolescents,
Agitation Free,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Remains,
Shoche,
Fluxion,
Lyres,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Crime,
Letta Mbulu,
Ituana,
Pierre Henry,
Nation of Ulysses,
Wolf Eyes,
Goldenarms,
Godley & Creme,
The Index,
Yaz,
Robert Görl,
Matthew Bourne,
Ludus,
Wasted Youth,
Roger Hodgson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.