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 Iceland and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb 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 The Techniques to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Hoover,
Throbbing Gristle,
Donald Byrd,
In Retrospect,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Pretty Things,
X-102,
Lindisfarne,
Crooked Eye,
The Remains,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Circle Jerks,
Chris & Cosey,
The Index,
The Kinks,
Black Pus,
Amon Düül,
Pulsallama,
Avey Tare,
June Days,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Black Moon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Charles Mingus,
Aural Exciters,
Technova,
Television Personalities,
Magazine,
FM Einheit,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Moss Icon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Crash Course in Science,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Groovy Waters,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bizarre Inc.,
Minutemen,
Scott Walker,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bronski Beat,
Sun Ra,
Don Cherry,
The Fire Engines,
kango's stein massive,
Neu!,
The Searchers,
Max Romeo,
Unrelated Segments,
Barbara Tucker,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rakim,
Fad Gadget,
Jacques Brel,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Absolute Body Control,
Matthew Bourne,
Pole,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.