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 Angola and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Massinfluence to the disco 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Althea and Donna,
Blossom Toes,
Lebanon Hanover,
10cc,
Nirvana,
Sun Ra,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Thompson Twins,
The Shadows of Knight,
Quantec,
The Offenders,
John Holt,
Visage,
The Beau Brummels,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Red Krayola,
Stiv Bators,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sonic Youth,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tropical Tobacco,
Half Japanese,
Massinfluence,
Altered Images,
Black Bananas,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
EPMD,
The Monks,
Dorothy Ashby,
Trumans Water,
Gong,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mary Jane Girls,
Shuggie Otis,
The Smiths,
Amon Düül,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Yazoo,
The Modern Lovers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Radiopuhelimet,
Drexciya,
Minutemen,
Joensuu 1685,
Technova,
Sällskapet,
Michelle Simonal,
Carl Craig,
Monolake,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Nation of Ulysses,
Livin' Joy,
Letta Mbulu,
Terry Callier,
B.T. Express,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bobby Byrd,
The Fall,
Minor Threat,
The Pretty Things,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.