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 Norway and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Martian to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sällskapet,
Tubeway Army,
Ronan,
The Residents,
Surgeon,
Gang of Four,
Jeff Mills,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Thee Headcoats,
Neu!,
X-Ray Spex,
The Music Machine,
10cc,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Theoretical Girls,
China Crisis,
Kenny Larkin,
Jerry's Kids,
One Last Wish,
Tears for Fears,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Monolake,
Pagans,
Amon Düül II,
The Barracudas,
Rites of Spring,
the Human League,
The Sonics,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Model 500,
Silicon Teens,
Funkadelic,
Toni Rubio,
The Happenings,
Patti Smith,
Don Cherry,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ultravox,
Lightning Bolt,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sex Pistols,
Swans,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
X-101,
MDC,
Scion,
Sonny Sharrock,
Little Man,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Star Department,
Mary Jane Girls,
Crash Course in Science,
Joensuu 1685,
Jacob Miller,
T.S.O.L.,
Das Ding,
CMW,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.