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 Ukraine and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 chamberlin 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 Mars to the crunk 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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Beasts of Bourbon,
These Immortal Souls,
Schoolly D,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Residents,
Masters at Work,
Pere Ubu,
Circle Jerks,
Camberwell Now,
Stetsasonic,
Drive Like Jehu,
Flipper,
Johnny Clarke,
Marc Almond,
The United States of America,
Laurel Aitken,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Eric Dolphy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Real Kids,
Gang Green,
Oneida,
Chrome,
Outsiders,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
U.S. Maple,
The Five Americans,
Sight & Sound,
JFA,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Prince Buster,
The Cowsills,
Joe Smooth,
Tres Demented,
Public Enemy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sly & The Family Stone,
the Slits,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Reuben Wilson,
the Swans,
Q65,
The Mummies,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Todd Rundgren,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Agent Orange,
Roxy Music,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sexual Harrassment,
Eurythmics,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Bananas,
Sarah Menescal,
Vainqueur,
Negative Approach,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.