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 Russia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 DJ Sneak to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
The Offenders,
Skaos,
New Age Steppers,
Anakelly,
Terry Callier,
Adolescents,
The Vogues,
Eddi Front,
Rhythm & Sound,
Robert Wyatt,
U.S. Maple,
Roxy Music,
Charles Mingus,
Crispian St. Peters,
Aloha Tigers,
Maleditus Sound,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Doobie Brothers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Accadde A,
In Retrospect,
Minutemen,
One Last Wish,
The Move,
Graham Central Station,
Smog,
the Swans,
Ash Ra Tempel,
This Heat,
Archie Shepp,
Danielle Patucci,
The Star Department,
Barrington Levy,
Funky Four + One,
Minnie Riperton,
Chris & Cosey,
H. Thieme,
Aaron Thompson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jimmy McGriff,
JFA,
Wire,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Gladiators,
Sixth Finger,
Drive Like Jehu,
Soul II Soul,
Cecil Taylor,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Carl Craig,
48th St. Collective,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ohio Players,
Reagan Youth,
Can,
Lyres,
Second Layer,
Pet Shop Boys,
Scrapy,
Funkadelic,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.