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 Hungary and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
Eric Dolphy,
Judy Mowatt,
Black Pus,
Andrew Hill,
Can,
Marshall Jefferson,
Suburban Knight,
Brick,
Derrick Morgan,
The Barracudas,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lalo Schifrin,
Crooked Eye,
Mars,
The Beau Brummels,
Tubeway Army,
Aswad,
Curtis Mayfield,
Soul Sonic Force,
Soft Cell,
Throbbing Gristle,
Blossom Toes,
John Foxx,
Chrome,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Smog,
T. Rex,
Susan Cadogan,
Brothers Johnson,
Leonard Cohen,
Goldenarms,
The Searchers,
Spoonie Gee,
Liliput,
Harmonia,
Pantytec,
Maleditus Sound,
Lower 48,
Scion,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Martian,
Bluetip,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dawn Penn,
Blancmange,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Agent Orange,
Public Enemy,
AZ,
Fear,
DNA,
Hasil Adkins,
H. Thieme,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Groovy Waters,
Kerri Chandler,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.