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 Libya and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 linndrum 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 Gang Gang Dance to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
Bootsy Collins,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Neon Judgement,
Ossler,
Avey Tare,
Prince Buster,
cv313,
Nas,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Skatalites,
The Litter,
Laurel Aitken,
Ice-T,
Kool Moe Dee,
Los Fastidios,
The Kinks,
Infiniti,
Flash Fearless,
Sonic Youth,
Juan Atkins,
Lee Hazlewood,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Cramps,
Rites of Spring,
Soft Machine,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Desert Stars,
Minutemen,
Joe Smooth,
Joe Finger,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bob Dylan,
Alphaville,
Nik Kershaw,
Derrick May,
Make Up,
The Offenders,
Kerrie Biddell,
Stiv Bators,
Audionom,
Peter & Gordon,
Faust,
Sight & Sound,
The New Christs,
The J.B.'s,
Quantec,
Oblivians,
David McCallum,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Gap Band,
Absolute Body Control,
Minnie Riperton,
Anakelly,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Essential Logic,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gil Scott Heron,
Robert Görl,
The Star Department,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.