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 Yemen and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 synthesizer 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 Bronski Beat to the rock 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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Tropical Tobacco tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Toni Rubio,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marshall Jefferson,
Country Teasers,
Kas Product,
Stereo Dub,
Little Man,
Fat Boys,
Fear,
EPMD,
Qualms,
Jawbox,
John Cale,
Nils Olav,
Lungfish,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Barry Ungar,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Selecter,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sparks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Deepchord,
The Techniques,
Joy Division,
the Sonics,
Yellowson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sandy B,
Frankie Knuckles,
Agent Orange,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
ABBA,
The Slackers,
Faust,
Heaven 17,
Chrome,
The Buckinghams,
Roy Ayers,
Derrick Morgan,
Fluxion,
The Alarm Clocks,
Franke,
Minutemen,
Jeru the Damaja,
Terrestrial Tones,
Cecil Taylor,
Gerry Rafferty,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Knickerbockers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Steve Hackett,
Babytalk,
The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things.
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.