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 Marshall Islands and from Johannesburg.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Donald Fagen 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Matthew Bourne. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
Ultravox,
Josef K,
Yazoo,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Amon Düül,
Boredoms,
Judy Mowatt,
Fatback Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Silicon Teens,
Monolake,
Ronnie Foster,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Groovy Waters,
Bronski Beat,
Saccharine Trust,
Tears for Fears,
Connie Case,
The Vogues,
Ituana,
Johnny Clarke,
Sparks,
The Cowsills,
MDC,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sister Nancy,
Urselle,
Anakelly,
OOIOO,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Grey Daturas,
Neu!,
Fela Kuti,
Arthur Verocai,
The Happenings,
Surgeon,
Wings,
Rapeman,
Youth Brigade,
Lou Christie,
Shuggie Otis,
Neil Young,
cv313,
Tres Demented,
KRS-One,
Joensuu 1685,
The Sound,
Matthew Halsall,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Crime,
Can,
Aural Exciters,
DJ Style,
Derrick May,
Amon Düül II,
Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.
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.