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 Kosovo and from Tehran.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Reagan Youth to the techno 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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Derrick Morgan,
Public Image Ltd.,
Arab on Radar,
Avey Tare,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Human League,
Fad Gadget,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Henry Cow,
Girls At Our Best!,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Toni Rubio,
Michelle Simonal,
Howard Jones,
Sexual Harrassment,
Scan 7,
A Certain Ratio,
Tres Demented,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Erykah Badu,
Unrelated Segments,
The Stooges,
Pierre Henry,
The Evens,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lou Reed,
Peter and Kerry,
The Fuzztones,
Wasted Youth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dawn Penn,
Jandek,
Funkadelic,
Radiohead,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Al Stewart,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Albert Ayler,
World's Most,
10cc,
Rufus Thomas,
Spandau Ballet,
Soft Cell,
Pylon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kenny Larkin,
Aswad,
Liliput,
Bobby Womack,
The Durutti Column,
Barclay James Harvest,
Moby Grape,
Anakelly,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Wings,
Main Source,
Skarface,
Goldenarms,
The Divine Comedy,
The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks.
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.