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 Iran and from Winnipeg.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Technova to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Flesh Eaters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Flesh Eaters,
Half Japanese,
The Cramps,
Minor Threat,
Hoover,
Harmonia,
Bill Wells,
Radiohead,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
ABBA,
X-Ray Spex,
Marcia Griffiths,
Isaac Hayes,
Underground Resistance,
Moss Icon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Knickerbockers,
Eric Dolphy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Prince Buster,
Black Sheep,
Kayak,
Sun Ra,
In Retrospect,
Kool Moe Dee,
Clear Light,
Darondo,
Sun City Girls,
Graham Central Station,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pylon,
Magma,
Joe Smooth,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Curtis Mayfield,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Human League,
Sällskapet,
Q and Not U,
Joe Finger,
Tom Boy,
Adolescents,
Ituana,
Bob Dylan,
Cybotron,
Stereo Dub,
Man Eating Sloth,
Byron Stingily,
Moby Grape,
K-Klass,
The Sonics,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Zeros,
The Dave Clark Five,
The American Breed,
Joey Negro,
Liliput,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.