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 Azerbaijan and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 MC5 to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hoover,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Gap Band,
The Litter,
The Evens,
The Barracudas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Zapp,
Pantytec,
Johnny Clarke,
Unwound,
Donny Hathaway,
The Happenings,
Mantronix,
Sam Rivers,
Amon Düül,
Hasil Adkins,
the Germs,
Nils Olav,
Spoonie Gee,
Bush Tetras,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kurtis Blow,
Metal Thangz,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Y Pants,
Scan 7,
Slave,
Subhumans,
DJ Style,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Dead C,
Maurizio,
Drexciya,
New Age Steppers,
Ice-T,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Los Fastidios,
The Beau Brummels,
Alton Ellis,
Neu!,
Marvin Gaye,
Kas Product,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Quadrant,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mr. Review,
Wolf Eyes,
Pussy Galore,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Prince Buster,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Smoke,
Tears for Fears,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Thompson Twins,
Lou Reed,
Roxy Music,
Faraquet,
Franke,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.