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 Argentina and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Stooges to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Excepter,
The Searchers,
Darondo,
Nik Kershaw,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Wings,
Soul II Soul,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roger Hodgson,
Masters at Work,
The Smoke,
E-Dancer,
Absolute Body Control,
Jeff Lynne,
Reuben Wilson,
Chris & Cosey,
L. Decosne,
Gang Starr,
Pole,
Grey Daturas,
Livin' Joy,
Brick,
Popol Vuh,
Junior Murvin,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Harpers Bizarre,
Delon & Dalcan,
Blossom Toes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Bar-Kays,
10cc,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Skatalites,
The Pretty Things,
Bizarre Inc.,
Barrington Levy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nick Fraelich,
Toni Rubio,
Second Layer,
Big Daddy Kane,
MDC,
Skaos,
Vainqueur,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lebanon Hanover,
Deakin,
Ten City,
Neu!,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Niagra,
DNA,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Knickerbockers,
Kaleidoscope,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Marcia Griffiths,
Eve St. Jones,
Harmonia,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.