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 Solomon Islands and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Bush Tetras to the disco 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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Piero Umiliani,
Lungfish,
Brass Construction,
Altered Images,
Audionom,
The Misunderstood,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Fad Gadget,
Barrington Levy,
The Last Poets,
OOIOO,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Deadbeat,
Lee Hazlewood,
Alphaville,
The Remains,
Spandau Ballet,
Crispy Ambulance,
Delon & Dalcan,
Anakelly,
Magazine,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jeff Lynne,
The Litter,
Toni Rubio,
Derrick Morgan,
Bill Wells,
Camberwell Now,
Blancmange,
Little Man,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Grandmaster Flash,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lou Christie,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kurtis Blow,
Roger Hodgson,
Gang Green,
Soul II Soul,
Stiv Bators,
The Fire Engines,
MC5,
The Human League,
T.S.O.L.,
Symarip,
Bang On A Can,
Tom Boy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ice-T,
LL Cool J,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Cowsills,
Moebius,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Sound,
Nas,
Babytalk,
Davy DMX,
The Offenders,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.