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 Rwanda and from Accra.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Alphaville to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All The Gladiators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Intrusion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Gang Gang Dance,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scientists,
Cal Tjader,
Au Pairs,
Byron Stingily,
The Pretty Things,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Minor Threat,
Max Romeo,
The Last Poets,
The Alarm Clocks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Doors,
Model 500,
Agent Orange,
Goldenarms,
The Real Kids,
Oblivians,
Leonard Cohen,
Roy Ayers,
The Skatalites,
Mo-Dettes,
The Smiths,
Bauhaus,
Organ,
Magazine,
Moebius,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Star Department,
Lindisfarne,
the Swans,
Quando Quango,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Porter Ricks,
Bush Tetras,
Loose Ends,
Bad Manners,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Fifty Foot Hose,
R.M.O.,
Glambeats Corp.,
Godley & Creme,
Faraquet,
Second Layer,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Standells,
Make Up,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ralphi Rosario,
Roxy Music,
Country Teasers,
Graham Central Station,
Minutemen,
Funkadelic,
Glenn Branca,
Laurel Aitken,
The Flesh Eaters,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.