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 Nepal and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Livin' Joy to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All The Alarm Clocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
Niagra,
The Sonics,
Tommy Roe,
The Cramps,
Skriet,
Masters at Work,
Robert Wyatt,
Bill Near,
The Human League,
The Invisible,
Jacques Brel,
Pantytec,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Desert Stars,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Gun Club,
Dorothy Ashby,
Todd Rundgren,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Mojo Men,
Mission of Burma,
Anthony Braxton,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Aaron Thompson,
Gang Green,
The Smoke,
Simply Red,
The Velvet Underground,
Mark Hollis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
China Crisis,
Harmonia,
Joe Smooth,
Peter and Kerry,
Organ,
Stetsasonic,
In Retrospect,
a-ha,
Lightning Bolt,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Saints,
Liliput,
Swell Maps,
The Zeros,
Nirvana,
The Grass Roots,
Arthur Verocai,
Section 25,
The Toasters,
Television Personalities,
These Immortal Souls,
Sam Rivers,
Jeff Lynne,
Gong,
Dead Boys,
Lou Christie,
the Sonics,
Altered Images,
Bill Wells,
Agitation Free,
Shoche,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.