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 Latvia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 MDC to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Royal Trux,
Hot Snakes,
Lee Hazlewood,
Accadde A,
Goldenarms,
OOIOO,
The Gladiators,
Carl Craig,
Inner City,
Simply Red,
Sister Nancy,
Delta 5,
Niagra,
Crime,
Essential Logic,
Guru Guru,
Kayak,
Altered Images,
Gregory Isaacs,
Arab on Radar,
Roy Ayers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Livin' Joy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
X-102,
Sun City Girls,
Roger Hodgson,
Average White Band,
Fatback Band,
The Black Dice,
Interpol,
Swans,
Sex Pistols,
Sound Behaviour,
Josef K,
David McCallum,
Bush Tetras,
the Association,
Adolescents,
Mad Mike,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Slits,
Fluxion,
Mission of Burma,
The Cramps,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bill Near,
Blancmange,
Tom Boy,
Panda Bear,
Ornette Coleman,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Quantec,
Half Japanese,
Deepchord,
Dead Boys,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Fall,
AZ,
The Five Americans,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.