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 Nigeria and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rakim to the grime 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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Jandek,
Kas Product,
Nation of Ulysses,
Eli Mardock,
Nico,
Frankie Knuckles,
Rotary Connection,
Simply Red,
Thompson Twins,
Cluster,
Soft Machine,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Cheater Slicks,
Kurtis Blow,
The Vogues,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Reagan Youth,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rosa Yemen,
Neil Young,
MC5,
Cybotron,
Jeff Lynne,
Metal Thangz,
Crispian St. Peters,
Pagans,
Inner City,
Man Parrish,
Von Mondo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Stiv Bators,
Country Teasers,
The Moleskins,
Arab on Radar,
Lakeside,
Arthur Verocai,
Stereo Dub,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Swans,
Gastr Del Sol,
Little Man,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Saints,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cameo,
Animal Collective,
Matthew Halsall,
Kerrie Biddell,
Althea and Donna,
Joensuu 1685,
The Cowsills,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Thee Headcoats,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Slave,
Delta 5,
Pulsallama,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.