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 Germany and from Jakarta.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Moebius to the grunge 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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
Wings,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Young Rascals,
Pierre Henry,
Junior Murvin,
Massinfluence,
Byron Stingily,
DJ Style,
Pere Ubu,
Funkadelic,
The Gap Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The J.B.'s,
Pagans,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bobby Byrd,
Patti Smith,
China Crisis,
Gabor Szabo,
Aswad,
The Martian,
Skaos,
Eve St. Jones,
The Sonics,
Little Man,
Shuggie Otis,
Infiniti,
Pulsallama,
Cameo,
Zapp,
Ludus,
The Stooges,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Slits,
Juan Atkins,
Hardrive,
Metal Thangz,
Television,
The Knickerbockers,
Al Stewart,
Sound Behaviour,
Rhythm & Sound,
Unwound,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Fire Engines,
Scott Walker,
Bobby Sherman,
Judy Mowatt,
Visage,
Interpol,
Ultimate Spinach,
Erasure,
The Skatalites,
Todd Rundgren,
The Standells,
48th St. Collective,
June of 44,
Oblivians,
The Residents,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Monolake,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.