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 Nepal and from Accra.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 The Standells to the grunge 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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lightning Bolt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
Gang Green,
Lungfish,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
FM Einheit,
X-101,
Swell Maps,
Grey Daturas,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Newcleus,
Tropical Tobacco,
Dawn Penn,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jacob Miller,
The Pop Group,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Trumans Water,
Pantytec,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Gories,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Silicon Teens,
Archie Shepp,
ABBA,
Joey Negro,
Country Teasers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mo-Dettes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Glenn Branca,
Harry Pussy,
Jeff Mills,
Eli Mardock,
The Victims,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jandek,
Metal Thangz,
Idris Muhammad,
Livin' Joy,
Mad Mike,
Skaos,
Groovy Waters,
Alison Limerick,
The Birthday Party,
Public Enemy,
The New Christs,
the Soft Cell,
Gichy Dan,
The Blues Magoos,
Roxette,
Terrestrial Tones,
Man Parrish,
Supertramp,
Slick Rick,
Ralphi Rosario,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bill Near,
Slave,
Bobby Sherman,
Quantec,
David Axelrod,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.