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 Bolivia and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and London.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Alphaville to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Vladislav Delay,
Bill Near,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Erykah Badu,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Robert Wyatt,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Animal Collective,
The Fall,
Avey Tare,
LL Cool J,
MC5,
Subhumans,
Swell Maps,
Iggy Pop,
The Trojans,
Babytalk,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Delon & Dalcan,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bang On A Can,
Mr. Review,
Isaac Hayes,
Scientists,
the Bar-Kays,
Royal Trux,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Durutti Column,
Los Fastidios,
Gong,
Moebius,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Sound,
Charles Mingus,
John Foxx,
The Buckinghams,
Mars,
Tom Boy,
Oneida,
Joensuu 1685,
Dave Gahan,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Barbara Tucker,
Lightning Bolt,
Lee Hazlewood,
Arthur Verocai,
Moby Grape,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Shuggie Otis,
Cameo,
Rod Modell,
Moss Icon,
Pole,
The Mummies,
X-Ray Spex,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Cecil Taylor,
Cybotron,
The Blackbyrds,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pantytec,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.