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 Slovakia and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Max Romeo to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Babytalk,
Swans,
Cheater Slicks,
Bill Wells,
The Offenders,
Dawn Penn,
Zero Boys,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Quadrant,
Eve St. Jones,
Los Fastidios,
Crispy Ambulance,
Nik Kershaw,
KRS-One,
China Crisis,
Boredoms,
Quantec,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ronnie Foster,
In Retrospect,
The Saints,
CMW,
Technova,
The Kinks,
World's Most,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Outsiders,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Last Poets,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Buckinghams,
The Fuzztones,
Pierre Henry,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Tommy Roe,
The Cure,
Lindisfarne,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
U.S. Maple,
JFA,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eden Ahbez,
June of 44,
Average White Band,
Eddi Front,
PIL,
the Soft Cell,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Black Bananas,
Ituana,
Oneida,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Slits,
The Red Krayola,
Monks,
Alphaville,
Brand Nubian,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Young Rascals,
Deakin,
D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo.
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.