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 Costa Rica and from Woodstock.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and London.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Alarm Clocks to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Clear Light,
Eden Ahbez,
ABC,
Lindisfarne,
Shuggie Otis,
The Mojo Men,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tim Buckley,
The Martian,
Pantaleimon,
Wings,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Smoke,
Cecil Taylor,
The Gun Club,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The New Christs,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Residents,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lightning Bolt,
Amon Düül II,
The Sonics,
Todd Rundgren,
Bobby Sherman,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ludus,
Organ,
The Beau Brummels,
Robert Wyatt,
One Last Wish,
The Leaves,
the Human League,
Television,
Nik Kershaw,
Cluster,
Scott Walker,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Crispy Ambulance,
8 Eyed Spy,
Nick Fraelich,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Flash Fearless,
Warsaw,
The Music Machine,
Tommy Roe,
Erykah Badu,
Echospace,
The Electric Prunes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Matthew Bourne,
Second Layer,
The Real Kids,
Motorama,
Model 500,
Joe Smooth,
Bobby Womack,
The Names,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.