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 Greece and from Toronto.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Milan.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Interpol to the jazz 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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Selecter,
Rites of Spring,
Brass Construction,
Max Romeo,
Danielle Patucci,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Fort Wilson Riot,
DNA,
Country Teasers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Black Flag,
Motorama,
The Fuzztones,
Flash Fearless,
Hoover,
The Electric Prunes,
Derrick Morgan,
Terry Callier,
ABBA,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tim Buckley,
Monks,
Fear,
Hasil Adkins,
Gong,
The Gun Club,
Massinfluence,
Circle Jerks,
China Crisis,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Alton Ellis,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Searchers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Erykah Badu,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Associates,
Lee Hazlewood,
Eve St. Jones,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sällskapet,
The Smoke,
Cameo,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Henry Cow,
The Gladiators,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Liliput,
The Star Department,
Erasure,
The Last Poets,
Wally Richardson,
Accadde A,
Matthew Bourne,
The Standells,
The Cowsills,
Davy DMX,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Thompson Twins,
the Association,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.