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 Afghanistan and from Philadelphia.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Ice-T,
Amon Düül,
Schoolly D,
R.M.O.,
The Zeros,
Sun City Girls,
Toni Rubio,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Invisible,
Isaac Hayes,
The Pop Group,
Janne Schatter,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Victims,
Black Bananas,
Rites of Spring,
Tom Boy,
F. McDonald,
K-Klass,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Black Dice,
Yusef Lateef,
Khruangbin,
Heaven 17,
Harry Pussy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Swell Maps,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Nico,
The Fall,
Fluxion,
David Bowie,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Spandau Ballet,
New Order,
New Age Steppers,
John Foxx,
The Star Department,
Gong,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mark Hollis,
Bad Manners,
David Axelrod,
Flipper,
Mars,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Technova,
Quantec,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Television,
Lucky Dragons,
PIL,
The Alarm Clocks,
Television Personalities,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sparks,
The Gap Band,
Hashim,
Kurtis Blow,
Cymande,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.