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 Qatar and from Calgary.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 synthesizer 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 Danielle Patucci to the rap 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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Neon Judgement record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Tim Buckley,
Porter Ricks,
Arthur Verocai,
Pantytec,
the Bar-Kays,
Letta Mbulu,
Spoonie Gee,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pierre Henry,
kango's stein massive,
Warren Ellis,
Public Image Ltd.,
Thee Headcoats,
Das Ding,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bill Near,
The Velvet Underground,
Loose Ends,
The Music Machine,
The Motions,
Sonic Youth,
Johnny Clarke,
Yusef Lateef,
CMW,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Skriet,
Boredoms,
The Electric Prunes,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Avey Tare,
Dawn Penn,
Massinfluence,
Jandek,
Sound Behaviour,
Peter & Gordon,
Schoolly D,
Wings,
Outsiders,
Sonny Sharrock,
Cheater Slicks,
Al Stewart,
Severed Heads,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Metal Thangz,
The J.B.'s,
Lebanon Hanover,
Grey Daturas,
Ronan,
Von Mondo,
Jesper Dahlback,
Swans,
Duran Duran,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Names,
Technova,
The Count Five,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.