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 Nauru and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Sao Paulo.
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 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 Lou Reed 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 Monks to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Soulsonic Force,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Carl Craig,
The Sonics,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Fatback Band,
Jeff Lynne,
Aural Exciters,
Deepchord,
Maleditus Sound,
Warsaw,
The Durutti Column,
Mo-Dettes,
John Cale,
Donald Byrd,
Franke,
Jesper Dahlback,
ABBA,
The Blackbyrds,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Misunderstood,
Outsiders,
L. Decosne,
The Knickerbockers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Tomorrow,
The Cure,
Matthew Halsall,
The Trojans,
Janne Schatter,
Alphaville,
Arthur Verocai,
James White and The Blacks,
Gang Starr,
Morten Harket,
Livin' Joy,
Supertramp,
Bizarre Inc.,
Terrestrial Tones,
Little Man,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Cybotron,
Pylon,
The Gladiators,
Barry Ungar,
Symarip,
T.S.O.L.,
Swans,
Second Layer,
Vainqueur,
Sex Pistols,
Inner City,
Eurythmics,
PIL,
The Real Kids,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.