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 Israel and from Lyon.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the dance 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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Kinks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ten City,
Brothers Johnson,
Yusef Lateef,
The Gladiators,
The Tremeloes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Robert Görl,
The Human League,
the Association,
Massinfluence,
Rotary Connection,
Peter & Gordon,
The Sound,
The Young Rascals,
Arthur Verocai,
Gregory Isaacs,
Roger Hodgson,
8 Eyed Spy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Black Pus,
The Monks,
Deadbeat,
The Martian,
Black Flag,
Brick,
Brand Nubian,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Moby Grape,
Bobby Hutcherson,
June Days,
Sexual Harrassment,
Moss Icon,
Terrestrial Tones,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
ABBA,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Deakin,
Chris & Cosey,
Hot Snakes,
New Order,
The Durutti Column,
Sixth Finger,
Yellowson,
Judy Mowatt,
The Invisible,
The Fire Engines,
Bill Wells,
Schoolly D,
The Fuzztones,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Absolute Body Control,
The Happenings,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Circle Jerks,
Scott Walker,
Gong,
Bootsy Collins,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Litter,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.