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 Mali and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Smog to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Fad Gadget,
Erasure,
Youth Brigade,
The Cowsills,
Talk Talk,
Y Pants,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Tommy Roe,
Pantaleimon,
Ten City,
Hot Snakes,
Symarip,
Traffic Nightmare,
Chris & Cosey,
Barbara Tucker,
Shoche,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kerrie Biddell,
Junior Murvin,
Cybotron,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lindisfarne,
Glambeats Corp.,
Robert Hood,
KRS-One,
The Tremeloes,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
X-101,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Colin Newman,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Wire,
X-102,
Lalann,
Lungfish,
Leonard Cohen,
The Seeds,
Gang Gang Dance,
a-ha,
Harry Pussy,
Half Japanese,
The Doors,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Stetsasonic,
Sun City Girls,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Desert Stars,
Kas Product,
Flipper,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Remains,
Judy Mowatt,
the Fania All-Stars,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Camouflage,
Isaac Hayes,
Q and Not U,
John Foxx,
Tears for Fears,
Section 25,
Unwound, Unwound, Unwound, Unwound.
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.