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 Israel and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Trojans to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Echospace,
Marc Almond,
Sun City Girls,
The Martian,
Lou Reed,
The Leaves,
Joy Division,
Arab on Radar,
Archie Shepp,
The Zeros,
The Barracudas,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Simply Red,
Scratch Acid,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Public Enemy,
The Pretty Things,
The Associates,
Aloha Tigers,
Ice-T,
Blancmange,
Dual Sessions,
Althea and Donna,
Pet Shop Boys,
Fad Gadget,
The Blues Magoos,
Ronnie Foster,
New York Dolls,
Erasure,
Motorama,
Royal Trux,
Panda Bear,
Rekid,
Nas,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Skaos,
Yellowson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gerry Rafferty,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lower 48,
Spandau Ballet,
Funkadelic,
The Buckinghams,
Bush Tetras,
Bluetip,
Laurel Aitken,
Kenny Larkin,
The Tremeloes,
Q and Not U,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Knickerbockers,
Blake Baxter,
The Cure,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Dennis Brown,
T.S.O.L.,
Amazonics,
Kerrie Biddell,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.