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 Paraguay and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Tom Verlaine 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 The Doors 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 Junior Murvin. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus 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 a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The American Breed record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Guru Guru,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Peter & Gordon,
MC5,
Cluster,
Lower 48,
Fatback Band,
Funky Four + One,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
John Holt,
Heaven 17,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kayak,
In Retrospect,
Animal Collective,
The Evens,
Flipper,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Metal Thangz,
Excepter,
Can,
Anthony Braxton,
Moebius,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rotary Connection,
Q65,
The Smoke,
The Remains,
The J.B.'s,
Country Joe & The Fish,
cv313,
Pere Ubu,
La Düsseldorf,
Easy Going,
Section 25,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jacques Brel,
Eurythmics,
Rod Modell,
Deakin,
Alison Limerick,
Aloha Tigers,
Brass Construction,
Rapeman,
The Gladiators,
The Vogues,
Loose Ends,
Swans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Neon Judgement,
Radiohead,
Wolf Eyes,
ABC,
Soft Cell,
E-Dancer,
Pussy Galore,
The Pretty Things,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Half Japanese,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.