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 Iraq and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 China Crisis to the grunge 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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
the Association,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Alphaville,
The Sonics,
This Heat,
T. Rex,
Dave Gahan,
Rakim,
Monks,
The Leaves,
Ludus,
Bush Tetras,
Quadrant,
Ronan,
Roxy Music,
JFA,
The Martian,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Walker Brothers,
Moss Icon,
Das Ding,
Warren Ellis,
Lower 48,
Nico,
The Fall,
Bad Manners,
Suicide,
Marcia Griffiths,
Rites of Spring,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ten City,
Pet Shop Boys,
Mantronix,
10cc,
Clear Light,
Oneida,
Sixth Finger,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Wasted Youth,
Minor Threat,
Tears for Fears,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bluetip,
Au Pairs,
Q and Not U,
Y Pants,
Agent Orange,
Boogie Down Productions,
Robert Görl,
KRS-One,
The Divine Comedy,
Judy Mowatt,
Fela Kuti,
Groovy Waters,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mars,
Los Fastidios,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.