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 Bolivia and from Philadelphia.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Portland.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ultravox to the punk 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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
E-Dancer,
Zapp,
Public Enemy,
Aloha Tigers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pylon,
Harmonia,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cluster,
UT,
X-Ray Spex,
Ken Boothe,
Television,
The Mummies,
the Sonics,
Tim Buckley,
Oneida,
The Cramps,
Eric Copeland,
New Age Steppers,
Barrington Levy,
Cheater Slicks,
Dark Day,
Jesper Dahlback,
Urselle,
Brass Construction,
JFA,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Country Teasers,
F. McDonald,
the Human League,
Masters at Work,
Hoover,
Little Man,
Los Fastidios,
The Five Americans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Main Source,
Con Funk Shun,
Michelle Simonal,
Amon Düül,
Minutemen,
Lungfish,
Soul Sonic Force,
Television Personalities,
Black Bananas,
the Germs,
Prince Buster,
Faust,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Dual Sessions,
LL Cool J,
The Pop Group,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Popol Vuh,
Lee Hazlewood,
Johnny Clarke,
Scion,
Sällskapet,
The United States of America,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.