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 Kiribati and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Star Department to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
The Knickerbockers,
Fat Boys,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Black Sheep,
Sonny Sharrock,
Hasil Adkins,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Absolute Body Control,
Lou Christie,
Grandmaster Flash,
X-101,
Panda Bear,
Deadbeat,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sex Pistols,
Marcia Griffiths,
Don Cherry,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Bar-Kays,
Schoolly D,
China Crisis,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
H. Thieme,
Yaz,
Scientists,
Mantronix,
Thompson Twins,
The Index,
Supertramp,
Pere Ubu,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Associates,
Brass Construction,
Nick Fraelich,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Japan,
Slave,
Buzzcocks,
Ohio Players,
Malaria!,
The Kinks,
Simply Red,
Essential Logic,
Skaos,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Brothers Johnson,
The New Christs,
Gang Gang Dance,
Metal Thangz,
One Last Wish,
The Litter,
Amon Düül,
The Divine Comedy,
Fifty Foot Hose,
June of 44,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mandrill,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.