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 Spokane.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Index to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cowsills,
Joe Smooth,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Pretty Things,
Brass Construction,
Minutemen,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Leonard Cohen,
Banda Bassotti,
ABC,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
U.S. Maple,
Silicon Teens,
the Sonics,
Electric Prunes,
Model 500,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Cramps,
Moss Icon,
The Move,
Black Bananas,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Birthday Party,
Second Layer,
Half Japanese,
E-Dancer,
Piero Umiliani,
The Standells,
Eurythmics,
A Certain Ratio,
Sällskapet,
Warsaw,
Depeche Mode,
The Happenings,
Cheater Slicks,
Cybotron,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Q and Not U,
Niagra,
Fatback Band,
The Modern Lovers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mary Jane Girls,
Traffic Nightmare,
Flash Fearless,
The Flesh Eaters,
ABBA,
KRS-One,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Massinfluence,
Matthew Halsall,
PIL,
Wire,
Masters at Work,
Talk Talk,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Moleskins,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Chrome,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.