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 Senegal and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Barry Ungar to the techno 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 the Human League. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Nico,
The Moleskins,
Camouflage,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Litter,
Prince Buster,
Ornette Coleman,
The Beau Brummels,
Lalo Schifrin,
Soul II Soul,
Roxette,
Lower 48,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Kinks,
Roger Hodgson,
Letta Mbulu,
Negative Approach,
Godley & Creme,
Avey Tare,
Tom Boy,
Joe Smooth,
The Moody Blues,
Basic Channel,
The Smiths,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Juan Atkins,
Nas,
The Residents,
Piero Umiliani,
Soulsonic Force,
June Days,
Iggy Pop,
The Martian,
Sixth Finger,
Au Pairs,
Supertramp,
The Electric Prunes,
Dawn Penn,
Yaz,
The Stooges,
Stetsasonic,
Yellowson,
the Soft Cell,
Thee Headcoats,
David Bowie,
Crash Course in Science,
Parry Music,
Reuben Wilson,
Jimmy McGriff,
Siglo XX,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
David McCallum,
Bush Tetras,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Brand Nubian,
Loose Ends,
Al Stewart,
Aloha Tigers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.