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 San Marino and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 London and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 organ 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 Underground Resistance to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
New Age Steppers,
Index,
Mars,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gang of Four,
Fat Boys,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Slits,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
X-102,
Technova,
T.S.O.L.,
Audionom,
Maurizio,
Model 500,
The Velvet Underground,
Yaz,
Sparks,
Marshall Jefferson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Judy Mowatt,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Television,
Matthew Bourne,
Anakelly,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Birthday Party,
The Slackers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Adolescents,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Inner City,
Matthew Halsall,
Flipper,
Toni Rubio,
Scientists,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ituana,
Alphaville,
Magma,
Babytalk,
Zero Boys,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Little Man,
Gichy Dan,
Skaos,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
This Heat,
The Gap Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kas Product,
Infiniti,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Crispian St. Peters,
Henry Cow,
B.T. Express,
Barry Ungar,
L. Decosne,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.