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 Nigeria and from Bremen.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Jeff Lynne to the dance 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 The Doors. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Invisible,
F. McDonald,
Howard Jones,
Easy Going,
Terry Callier,
Lou Christie,
Japan,
Grey Daturas,
Crash Course in Science,
Morten Harket,
Yellowson,
Eddi Front,
48th St. Collective,
Tres Demented,
Tropical Tobacco,
Josef K,
The American Breed,
JFA,
Anthony Braxton,
the Germs,
Archie Shepp,
The Fire Engines,
The Beau Brummels,
X-102,
Television,
The Stooges,
Rakim,
Index,
Soft Cell,
Scion,
Gregory Isaacs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Fuzztones,
Sister Nancy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Alphaville,
Visage,
Isaac Hayes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ultravox,
Matthew Bourne,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Black Dice,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Half Japanese,
Prince Buster,
Skaos,
The Red Krayola,
Altered Images,
Fat Boys,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Los Fastidios,
Banda Bassotti,
Ornette Coleman,
Kurtis Blow,
Trumans Water,
Sonic Youth,
Ken Boothe,
Girls At Our Best!,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.