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 Grenada and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Ultimate Spinach to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All The Angels of Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
Susan Cadogan,
A Certain Ratio,
Donny Hathaway,
Shoche,
Newcleus,
Monolake,
Erykah Badu,
The Fugs,
Black Sheep,
the Sonics,
Zero Boys,
Deadbeat,
New Age Steppers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Names,
The Happenings,
FM Einheit,
Freddie Wadling,
Negative Approach,
8 Eyed Spy,
Groovy Waters,
Tommy Roe,
Main Source,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mary Jane Girls,
In Retrospect,
The Human League,
Fluxion,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ronan,
Joensuu 1685,
Derrick Morgan,
Graham Central Station,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Minny Pops,
Robert Hood,
Dual Sessions,
Gang Green,
Kerri Chandler,
The Trojans,
Angry Samoans,
AZ,
Alphaville,
Scott Walker,
Icehouse,
Ponytail,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ultravox,
10cc,
Basic Channel,
Fad Gadget,
Judy Mowatt,
Erasure,
Swans,
Black Flag,
Scrapy,
Von Mondo,
Amazonics,
Trumans Water,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.