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 Mexico and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Minor Threat,
Erykah Badu,
Cymande,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Black Dice,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Todd Terry,
Youth Brigade,
The Doors,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Animal Collective,
Cybotron,
The Dave Clark Five,
New Order,
AZ,
The American Breed,
Curtis Mayfield,
Nik Kershaw,
Swell Maps,
Man Eating Sloth,
Laurel Aitken,
Tomorrow,
Model 500,
Jeff Lynne,
Shuggie Otis,
Porter Ricks,
Agitation Free,
The Remains,
New Age Steppers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sällskapet,
Donny Hathaway,
Scion,
Minnie Riperton,
B.T. Express,
Avey Tare,
Bronski Beat,
ABC,
Dead Boys,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Matthew Bourne,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Moby Grape,
Boredoms,
Soul II Soul,
the Fania All-Stars,
Khruangbin,
Black Flag,
Kenny Larkin,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sandy B,
La Düsseldorf,
Hot Snakes,
The Motions,
Can,
Camberwell Now,
Television Personalities,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lungfish,
Fear,
Pharoah Sanders,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.