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 Bahrain 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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Marshall Jefferson to the rap 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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
DJ Sneak,
Ludus,
Mandrill,
Zero Boys,
Terrestrial Tones,
Crime,
The Fortunes,
X-101,
Hashim,
The Gories,
Jeff Lynne,
The Motions,
Radiohead,
The Index,
T.S.O.L.,
cv313,
Harpers Bizarre,
Soft Cell,
The Misunderstood,
T. Rex,
Freddie Wadling,
The Detroit Cobras,
L. Decosne,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Dirtbombs,
Average White Band,
Darondo,
The American Breed,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lucky Dragons,
Procol Harum,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Byron Stingily,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Techniques,
Soft Machine,
Bluetip,
Jerry's Kids,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minny Pops,
Kerrie Biddell,
Connie Case,
Tom Boy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
June of 44,
Scott Walker,
H. Thieme,
Easy Going,
Gang Gang Dance,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Prince Buster,
Tubeway Army,
Black Pus,
Ossler,
Oblivians,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Spandau Ballet,
MC5,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.