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 Lithuania and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Morten Harket to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
The Electric Prunes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mark Hollis,
The Birthday Party,
Soulsonic Force,
Ultravox,
Audionom,
Saccharine Trust,
The Black Dice,
Bill Near,
Joensuu 1685,
The Gories,
Lyres,
Reagan Youth,
The Moleskins,
This Heat,
JFA,
Minutemen,
The Barracudas,
Derrick May,
Anakelly,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Associates,
New York Dolls,
John Cale,
Roger Hodgson,
Hasil Adkins,
Oneida,
Gang of Four,
Cybotron,
Unrelated Segments,
Gichy Dan,
Livin' Joy,
Adolescents,
Hashim,
Gong,
Soft Cell,
Magma,
Masters at Work,
Dawn Penn,
Mr. Review,
Frankie Knuckles,
Zapp,
June Days,
The Toasters,
Alton Ellis,
Janne Schatter,
Parry Music,
New Order,
The Cure,
Sixth Finger,
Bluetip,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Accadde A,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Litter,
Ornette Coleman,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.