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 Somalia and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
Leonard Cohen,
Jacques Brel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Boz Scaggs,
the Human League,
Tears for Fears,
The Trojans,
Essential Logic,
Bauhaus,
Scion,
Yaz,
Black Flag,
Youth Brigade,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Normal,
Bronski Beat,
Gang Green,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Marc Almond,
The Kinks,
Cheater Slicks,
Moby Grape,
kango's stein massive,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Association,
UT,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fad Gadget,
Ponytail,
Aloha Tigers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Au Pairs,
Sun City Girls,
Aswad,
Judy Mowatt,
Zapp,
The Wake,
Warsaw,
Rosa Yemen,
Pierre Henry,
Loose Ends,
Fatback Band,
Ornette Coleman,
David McCallum,
Funkadelic,
Liliput,
Bluetip,
The Motions,
E-Dancer,
Delon & Dalcan,
Wolf Eyes,
Ludus,
Ken Boothe,
The Litter,
Q and Not U,
Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.
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.