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 Dominica and from Lagos.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Minny Pops,
Average White Band,
Grauzone,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lower 48,
Black Flag,
The Gap Band,
Letta Mbulu,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Hot Snakes,
Skaos,
Unrelated Segments,
Marine Girls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Aural Exciters,
Clear Light,
Stetsasonic,
The Modern Lovers,
Boz Scaggs,
Jawbox,
ABC,
Althea and Donna,
The Monochrome Set,
The Evens,
Saccharine Trust,
Tres Demented,
Slick Rick,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Niagra,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Vogues,
Talk Talk,
Fugazi,
Wasted Youth,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Yazoo,
Isaac Hayes,
The Misunderstood,
Yellowson,
Yaz,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Arthur Verocai,
Erasure,
Parry Music,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Malaria!,
Quadrant,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Electric Prunes,
Radio Birdman,
Laurel Aitken,
Sixth Finger,
The Smoke,
Amon Düül,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Kayak,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.