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 Zambia and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Philadelphia.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar 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 Derrick Morgan to the dance 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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Bill Wells,
The Monochrome Set,
China Crisis,
Inner City,
Oneida,
The Motions,
Livin' Joy,
The Red Krayola,
Ronnie Foster,
Severed Heads,
Kerri Chandler,
John Lydon,
Erykah Badu,
Jerry Gold Smith,
KRS-One,
Joe Smooth,
Maurizio,
Mars,
Crash Course in Science,
Accadde A,
Reagan Youth,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Soul Sonic Force,
Skaos,
Scientists,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jeff Mills,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Hasil Adkins,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gerry Rafferty,
ABBA,
Shuggie Otis,
Pussy Galore,
The Misunderstood,
The Toasters,
Slave,
Rotary Connection,
Barbara Tucker,
Pylon,
The Alarm Clocks,
Eden Ahbez,
The Count Five,
Charles Mingus,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bush Tetras,
Swans,
Pere Ubu,
Rufus Thomas,
Sight & Sound,
Brass Construction,
Chris & Cosey,
Eurythmics,
Jacob Miller,
Chrome,
Blancmange,
Lou Christie,
John Cale,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.