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 Mali and from Manchester.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Au Pairs to the crunk 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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All T.S.O.L. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Audionom,
Lalo Schifrin,
Cecil Taylor,
The Red Krayola,
The Slackers,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Move,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Easy Going,
Angry Samoans,
Joy Division,
Yellowson,
Eurythmics,
The Gun Club,
Susan Cadogan,
The Young Rascals,
China Crisis,
Reagan Youth,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sparks,
Barrington Levy,
The Cowsills,
Ronnie Foster,
Dead Boys,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Skatalites,
Mad Mike,
The Searchers,
Kurtis Blow,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Saints,
Echospace,
Steve Hackett,
Rapeman,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ohio Players,
Quadrant,
Aural Exciters,
Gil Scott Heron,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Smiths,
The Invisible,
Sam Rivers,
The Misunderstood,
Public Enemy,
Royal Trux,
Bootsy Collins,
Cymande,
Blancmange,
Alison Limerick,
Frankie Knuckles,
Stetsasonic,
The Modern Lovers,
Lungfish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Juan Atkins,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.