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 Fiji and from Tokyo.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the marimba 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 Deadbeat to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City 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 a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
H. Thieme,
Subhumans,
Amazonics,
The Names,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
PIL,
Joey Negro,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lou Reed,
Derrick May,
Dorothy Ashby,
Boz Scaggs,
Althea and Donna,
Tom Boy,
DJ Sneak,
Das Ding,
The Golliwogs,
Soft Machine,
Susan Cadogan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sarah Menescal,
The Leaves,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Connie Case,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sixth Finger,
Maurizio,
Aural Exciters,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Swans,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Visage,
Anakelly,
Quando Quango,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Massinfluence,
The Slits,
The Victims,
Model 500,
Organ,
Kerri Chandler,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Donald Byrd,
David Axelrod,
Curtis Mayfield,
Loose Ends,
Iggy Pop,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bronski Beat,
John Foxx,
The Fire Engines,
Section 25,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Cramps,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pere Ubu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
This Heat,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.