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 Grenada and from Johannesburg.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 linndrum 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 Judy Mowatt to the rap 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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
X-101,
Newcleus,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Man Parrish,
kango's stein massive,
Flipper,
Tears for Fears,
ABBA,
Monks,
UT,
Janne Schatter,
Echospace,
Faraquet,
Radiohead,
Skriet,
Oneida,
Fluxion,
Grauzone,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
a-ha,
Niagra,
Model 500,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Wake,
Fad Gadget,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Audionom,
The United States of America,
Supertramp,
48th St. Collective,
Bobby Sherman,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sam Rivers,
Robert Hood,
Clear Light,
Fela Kuti,
Deadbeat,
Sex Pistols,
The Moody Blues,
the Soft Cell,
The Searchers,
The Blues Magoos,
Popol Vuh,
Gang Green,
Young Marble Giants,
The Doobie Brothers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mission of Burma,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lakeside,
The J.B.'s,
Gang Gang Dance,
Aloha Tigers,
Godley & Creme,
Dark Day,
R.M.O.,
Black Bananas,
Arthur Verocai,
Soft Cell,
Lou Reed,
Hot Snakes,
Nick Fraelich,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.