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 Iraq 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Dark Day to the dance 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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
Joyce Sims,
Joe Finger,
Glambeats Corp.,
Nirvana,
Ituana,
John Coltrane,
10cc,
Stiv Bators,
Arcadia,
Lou Reed,
Eric Dolphy,
Marc Almond,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Half Japanese,
Kaleidoscope,
Susan Cadogan,
Frankie Knuckles,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Fall,
The Skatalites,
Public Enemy,
The Trojans,
Magazine,
JFA,
The Dirtbombs,
James White and The Blacks,
Cameo,
Camberwell Now,
Althea and Donna,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jeru the Damaja,
Underground Resistance,
Kurtis Blow,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Andrew Hill,
Reuben Wilson,
In Retrospect,
Aaron Thompson,
Absolute Body Control,
Bob Dylan,
Michelle Simonal,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Monochrome Set,
Television Personalities,
Bobby Byrd,
Alphaville,
Alison Limerick,
Faust,
Wings,
Soft Cell,
Schoolly D,
Flipper,
The Raincoats,
Whodini,
The Litter,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dawn Penn,
The Five Americans,
Qualms,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.