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 Eritrea and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Lee Hazlewood to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Slick Rick,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
China Crisis,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Gories,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Slackers,
Dennis Brown,
Skarface,
H. Thieme,
The Selecter,
Dorothy Ashby,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kurtis Blow,
Panda Bear,
Section 25,
Desert Stars,
Intrusion,
Peter & Gordon,
Boogie Down Productions,
Easy Going,
U.S. Maple,
Deakin,
Gong,
Moss Icon,
Au Pairs,
Junior Murvin,
Lou Christie,
Ronnie Foster,
Scott Walker,
Model 500,
The Cure,
Country Teasers,
Kaleidoscope,
Shuggie Otis,
The Star Department,
The Kinks,
Scan 7,
Cal Tjader,
Liliput,
Joe Finger,
Niagra,
Neil Young,
Arthur Verocai,
Aswad,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Peter and Kerry,
Monolake,
The Real Kids,
In Retrospect,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Davy DMX,
The Misunderstood,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Magma,
Gil Scott Heron,
Maleditus Sound,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.