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 Bolivia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 snare 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 Delta 5 to the funk 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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Albert Ayler,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Archie Shepp,
Loose Ends,
Soft Machine,
Circle Jerks,
Glenn Branca,
E-Dancer,
Minor Threat,
The Kinks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sun City Girls,
a-ha,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Donny Hathaway,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Birthday Party,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Hasil Adkins,
The Searchers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Charles Mingus,
The Cramps,
Scratch Acid,
PIL,
The Velvet Underground,
The Moleskins,
Gang Gang Dance,
Minnie Riperton,
Stereo Dub,
Carl Craig,
Essential Logic,
Y Pants,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Doors,
The Divine Comedy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The American Breed,
Scion,
Josef K,
This Heat,
Girls At Our Best!,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gerry Rafferty,
Prince Buster,
Young Marble Giants,
The Vogues,
Half Japanese,
Pussy Galore,
Jacques Brel,
Jawbox,
Reagan Youth,
Deakin,
The Music Machine,
Robert Görl,
Cecil Taylor,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Massinfluence,
Joe Finger,
The Cowsills,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.