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 Zambia and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Holger Czukay 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 Cosmic Jokers to the jazz 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radio Birdman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
DJ Style,
Parry Music,
Oblivians,
ABC,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Minny Pops,
Clear Light,
The Standells,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Mummies,
The American Breed,
China Crisis,
The Mojo Men,
Ornette Coleman,
The Martian,
Tubeway Army,
Young Marble Giants,
Darondo,
Barrington Levy,
The Searchers,
Scratch Acid,
Soulsonic Force,
Q65,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jandek,
The Selecter,
Skarface,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Easy Going,
Matthew Halsall,
Anakelly,
Panda Bear,
Mr. Review,
The Cure,
Nik Kershaw,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Arcadia,
World's Most,
The Flesh Eaters,
Dead Boys,
48th St. Collective,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Neil Young,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lightning Bolt,
Sarah Menescal,
Masters at Work,
PIL,
Los Fastidios,
Public Image Ltd.,
Quantec,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Alarm Clocks,
Shoche,
Oneida,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Black Dice,
Television Personalities,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Beasts of Bourbon,
LL Cool J,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.