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 Tajikistan and from Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Erasure to the electroclash 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Mantronix,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Peter and Kerry,
The Techniques,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lakeside,
EPMD,
Tubeway Army,
Quando Quango,
Sixth Finger,
Guru Guru,
FM Einheit,
Bobby Womack,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Iggy Pop,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Kinks,
The Smiths,
JFA,
Harmonia,
Public Image Ltd.,
Yellowson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dave Gahan,
The Fortunes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Remains,
Anthony Braxton,
The Trojans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Depeche Mode,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Soul II Soul,
KRS-One,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
Deepchord,
The Leaves,
Trumans Water,
The Pop Group,
Monolake,
Camouflage,
Aloha Tigers,
The Slits,
Max Romeo,
The Wake,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Tomorrow,
Bobby Sherman,
Subhumans,
Main Source,
Unrelated Segments,
Kenny Larkin,
The Stooges,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pole,
Ultimate Spinach,
The New Christs,
Icehouse,
Tom Boy,
Thompson Twins,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.