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 Jordan and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Au Pairs to the rock 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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Fear,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cybotron,
Qualms,
Boogie Down Productions,
David Bowie,
Big Daddy Kane,
Supertramp,
The Raincoats,
The Pretty Things,
Bizarre Inc.,
cv313,
The Velvet Underground,
Boredoms,
Judy Mowatt,
John Holt,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
OOIOO,
Warsaw,
The Fugs,
Panda Bear,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
This Heat,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Flash Fearless,
Angry Samoans,
Aural Exciters,
Hoover,
Wally Richardson,
Cheater Slicks,
The Saints,
Josef K,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Brothers Johnson,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Beau Brummels,
The Knickerbockers,
Tommy Roe,
Lindisfarne,
Dual Sessions,
Liliput,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Matthew Halsall,
Harmonia,
Brass Construction,
Sound Behaviour,
Slave,
Pierre Henry,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Quadrant,
Crime,
Bill Wells,
The Remains,
The Fortunes,
John Foxx,
The Monks,
Harry Pussy,
Funky Four + One,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.