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 Greece and from Portland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 arpeggiator 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The American Breed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
Derrick May,
Hoover,
Parry Music,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Simply Red,
CMW,
Von Mondo,
The Misunderstood,
Matthew Halsall,
8 Eyed Spy,
Althea and Donna,
Moebius,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Matthew Bourne,
Alphaville,
the Association,
Slick Rick,
The Dead C,
Oneida,
Essential Logic,
Negative Approach,
Thee Headcoats,
Terry Callier,
The Pop Group,
Ken Boothe,
Max Romeo,
Janne Schatter,
Barrington Levy,
Eddi Front,
Camouflage,
Boredoms,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Siglo XX,
Dawn Penn,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Cluster,
AZ,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sight & Sound,
Schoolly D,
The Fugs,
Lungfish,
Can,
Hashim,
The Monks,
Brass Construction,
Funkadelic,
The Busters,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Peter & Gordon,
Liliput,
Whodini,
Roxy Music,
Skriet,
Eurythmics,
Big Daddy Kane,
The J.B.'s,
The Trojans,
Flamin' Groovies,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.