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 Ghana and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 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 Intrusion to the electroclash 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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Soft Machine,
Cymande,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Fuzztones,
The Buckinghams,
Connie Case,
Echospace,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Zero Boys,
Thompson Twins,
Eric Dolphy,
Wire,
Shoche,
Oneida,
Icehouse,
The Sonics,
The Velvet Underground,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Von Mondo,
Avey Tare,
Glenn Branca,
Mr. Review,
The United States of America,
The Techniques,
The Divine Comedy,
Ten City,
Subhumans,
Aswad,
Massinfluence,
Ponytail,
E-Dancer,
Excepter,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rites of Spring,
Alton Ellis,
OOIOO,
Adolescents,
Bang On A Can,
Reagan Youth,
The Wake,
Joensuu 1685,
Pere Ubu,
Lucky Dragons,
Groovy Waters,
The Count Five,
Arcadia,
The Durutti Column,
Danielle Patucci,
The Birthday Party,
Black Bananas,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
EPMD,
Tom Boy,
Visage,
The Stooges,
Nas,
Wings,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Faust,
Bobby Sherman,
The American Breed,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.