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 Russia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Supertramp to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Interpol,
Barrington Levy,
The Evens,
Lungfish,
Theoretical Girls,
Marcia Griffiths,
Joe Finger,
Godley & Creme,
Connie Case,
Rotary Connection,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ice-T,
X-Ray Spex,
Ponytail,
John Lydon,
Ultravox,
Simply Red,
Lebanon Hanover,
CMW,
Judy Mowatt,
Pantaleimon,
These Immortal Souls,
Wire,
Delta 5,
The Young Rascals,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rapeman,
Buzzcocks,
Qualms,
Kool Moe Dee,
One Last Wish,
The Sonics,
Pussy Galore,
Amon Düül II,
China Crisis,
Pierre Henry,
Roxette,
Jeff Mills,
Anthony Braxton,
The Trojans,
Con Funk Shun,
Zapp,
Depeche Mode,
Scrapy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Swans,
Stiv Bators,
Angry Samoans,
Lindisfarne,
Blossom Toes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Underground Resistance,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Associates,
Mark Hollis,
The Fugs,
Reagan Youth,
The Fortunes,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.