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 New Zealand and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Soul II Soul to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
The Birthday Party,
Banda Bassotti,
The United States of America,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Black Sheep,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kerri Chandler,
Hashim,
The Doobie Brothers,
Technova,
Camouflage,
Zero Boys,
Angry Samoans,
Skriet,
JFA,
Wire,
Graham Central Station,
The Last Poets,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fear,
Peter & Gordon,
Nils Olav,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sixth Finger,
Japan,
The Divine Comedy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Adolescents,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jawbox,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Supertramp,
Reuben Wilson,
Monolake,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Parry Music,
Talk Talk,
Interpol,
Suburban Knight,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Funkadelic,
Terrestrial Tones,
Tubeway Army,
Fad Gadget,
Grandmaster Flash,
Audionom,
Gang Green,
The Invisible,
Masters at Work,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lindisfarne,
Kayak,
Ornette Coleman,
The Human League,
Mo-Dettes,
Main Source,
FM Einheit,
The Associates,
Con Funk Shun,
The Seeds,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Livin' Joy,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.