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 Albania and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the sitar 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 Talk Talk to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Doors. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
The Cowsills,
Patti Smith,
a-ha,
The Velvet Underground,
Simply Red,
Peter & Gordon,
Bootsy Collins,
Sun City Girls,
Scrapy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Moby Grape,
Ronan,
Josef K,
The Black Dice,
Duran Duran,
The Associates,
Arab on Radar,
Warsaw,
Terry Callier,
Moebius,
Peter and Kerry,
Los Fastidios,
Bad Manners,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ohio Players,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sam Rivers,
The Trojans,
The Angels of Light,
The Offenders,
Fugazi,
EPMD,
Pere Ubu,
Suicide,
Subhumans,
Gang Starr,
Mad Mike,
Erasure,
Crime,
Television,
Letta Mbulu,
Y Pants,
Essential Logic,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Smiths,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ornette Coleman,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Oblivians,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Half Japanese,
Frankie Knuckles,
Electric Prunes,
Mark Hollis,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.