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 Botswana and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bootsy Collins to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-101 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Leaves,
Quantec,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Index,
Roger Hodgson,
Saccharine Trust,
Infiniti,
Scion,
Marvin Gaye,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bad Manners,
Brothers Johnson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Severed Heads,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ronnie Foster,
The Alarm Clocks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
MC5,
X-Ray Spex,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Barry Ungar,
June Days,
Juan Atkins,
Depeche Mode,
Audionom,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rosa Yemen,
Yusef Lateef,
Skriet,
The Move,
Kurtis Blow,
Soul II Soul,
The Smoke,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Gories,
Stereo Dub,
Faust,
Massinfluence,
F. McDonald,
Sarah Menescal,
Terry Callier,
kango's stein massive,
La Düsseldorf,
The Gladiators,
The Star Department,
Circle Jerks,
The Zeros,
Gastr Del Sol,
Visage,
Ultimate Spinach,
Mary Jane Girls,
Delta 5,
Public Enemy,
Sound Behaviour,
Second Layer,
Skarface,
A Certain Ratio,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.