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 Australia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bremen.
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 snare 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 Todd Rundgren to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
The Moody Blues,
Fear,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Wake,
Sun City Girls,
The Sonics,
B.T. Express,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Alison Limerick,
Minutemen,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Thompson Twins,
Underground Resistance,
Lebanon Hanover,
Scott Walker,
Tommy Roe,
Hasil Adkins,
Robert Görl,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gichy Dan,
Pulsallama,
Television,
The American Breed,
The Mummies,
The Gap Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Dual Sessions,
Agent Orange,
a-ha,
DNA,
Black Moon,
Khruangbin,
Aaron Thompson,
The Victims,
Oneida,
E-Dancer,
Matthew Halsall,
Lucky Dragons,
Pagans,
Fela Kuti,
Todd Terry,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Residents,
Lower 48,
Jacob Miller,
Rotary Connection,
Severed Heads,
FM Einheit,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Zapp,
Barrington Levy,
Buzzcocks,
Intrusion,
Piero Umiliani,
Make Up,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Index,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.