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 Djibouti and from Edmonton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 oboe 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 Intrusion to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Lou Reed,
Cymande,
Qualms,
Sight & Sound,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rites of Spring,
China Crisis,
Cybotron,
The Offenders,
Susan Cadogan,
DJ Sneak,
Isaac Hayes,
Bootsy Collins,
Bronski Beat,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ronnie Foster,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Rakim,
The Evens,
Glenn Branca,
Cal Tjader,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Make Up,
The Velvet Underground,
Colin Newman,
Dave Gahan,
The Slits,
Lindisfarne,
The Standells,
The Gladiators,
Danielle Patucci,
KRS-One,
The Walker Brothers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Minny Pops,
Ice-T,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Robert Hood,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ludus,
Faust,
Los Fastidios,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Oneida,
Marvin Gaye,
The Moleskins,
Monks,
The Selecter,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Angels of Light,
H. Thieme,
The Star Department,
Hoover,
The Techniques,
Rapeman,
Morten Harket,
L. Decosne,
Hashim,
Groovy Waters,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.