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 Benin and from Houston.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Schoolly D to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
Robert Hood,
Pole,
Toni Rubio,
Trumans Water,
Rekid,
Big Daddy Kane,
Zero Boys,
Country Teasers,
Soulsonic Force,
The Mojo Men,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Skarface,
Crispy Ambulance,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Idris Muhammad,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Fortunes,
Freddie Wadling,
Scan 7,
Jeff Mills,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Chris & Cosey,
Tropical Tobacco,
Aural Exciters,
Von Mondo,
Lungfish,
EPMD,
John Lydon,
Eric B and Rakim,
Schoolly D,
The Beau Brummels,
Marine Girls,
The Music Machine,
Sound Behaviour,
Eurythmics,
Fad Gadget,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gichy Dan,
The Zeros,
The Electric Prunes,
Motorama,
DNA,
Piero Umiliani,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gerry Rafferty,
Dual Sessions,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ohio Players,
Oblivians,
Los Fastidios,
H. Thieme,
Make Up,
Visage,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lalann,
Slick Rick,
Camouflage,
Jeff Lynne,
Gang Starr,
Bush Tetras,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.