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 Italy and from Salvador.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Amon Düül to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Searchers. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Rhythm & Sound,
Porter Ricks,
Kerrie Biddell,
Funkadelic,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ultravox,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cal Tjader,
Dorothy Ashby,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Crime,
Darondo,
David McCallum,
Matthew Bourne,
Warren Ellis,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Aswad,
Negative Approach,
Visage,
Section 25,
Barry Ungar,
Ludus,
Anthony Braxton,
Spandau Ballet,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ken Boothe,
Man Parrish,
The Slackers,
Massinfluence,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Brass Construction,
Ralphi Rosario,
Erasure,
PIL,
Tears for Fears,
Kool Moe Dee,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Yellowson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jawbox,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Thee Headcoats,
Deadbeat,
Eric B and Rakim,
Metal Thangz,
Bluetip,
The Walker Brothers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Buzzcocks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cymande,
Marmalade,
Pharoah Sanders,
Mars,
Cameo,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys.
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.