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 Spain and from Copenhagen.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 New York Dolls to the techno 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 The Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sad Lovers and Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
The Fortunes,
The Beau Brummels,
The Detroit Cobras,
Drive Like Jehu,
Soft Machine,
Fluxion,
MDC,
Eden Ahbez,
Youth Brigade,
Main Source,
Procol Harum,
Big Daddy Kane,
Reuben Wilson,
The New Christs,
Parry Music,
Audionom,
Davy DMX,
Delon & Dalcan,
Zero Boys,
The Angels of Light,
The Moody Blues,
La Düsseldorf,
The Golliwogs,
Minnie Riperton,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Red Krayola,
Guru Guru,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Blues Magoos,
Von Mondo,
cv313,
Sister Nancy,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bob Dylan,
E-Dancer,
Agitation Free,
Flash Fearless,
Visage,
Joe Smooth,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Human League,
Rakim,
Gregory Isaacs,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sight & Sound,
Dennis Brown,
The Remains,
Bobby Womack,
Alton Ellis,
Oblivians,
ABC,
Echospace,
Easy Going,
MC5,
Jeff Lynne,
Vainqueur,
Flipper,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.