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 Guinea 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
Radiopuhelimet,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
the Soft Cell,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Associates,
Hashim,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Swans,
Nik Kershaw,
Deakin,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Scrapy,
Stereo Dub,
H. Thieme,
Gang Green,
Peter & Gordon,
June of 44,
Lindisfarne,
Ronan,
Cymande,
Marshall Jefferson,
Darondo,
Television,
Yusef Lateef,
Silicon Teens,
Ice-T,
Black Sheep,
Rekid,
Bauhaus,
Delon & Dalcan,
cv313,
Funkadelic,
Shuggie Otis,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Sound,
Y Pants,
Brothers Johnson,
Howard Jones,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pere Ubu,
Slick Rick,
Prince Buster,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Flipper,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Banda Bassotti,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lebanon Hanover,
Index,
Urselle,
Cameo,
Lalo Schifrin,
Quadrant,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Adolescents,
Dennis Brown,
Faust,
Con Funk Shun,
Spandau Ballet,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.