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 Sierra Leone and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 organ 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 Fat Boys to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Blancmange. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
The Mojo Men,
Dennis Brown,
Hashim,
Bluetip,
Desert Stars,
Half Japanese,
Surgeon,
OOIOO,
10cc,
Scion,
Althea and Donna,
Quantec,
Gang Starr,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Black Moon,
The Grass Roots,
Derrick May,
Donny Hathaway,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Smog,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gang Gang Dance,
Radiohead,
The Modern Lovers,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Beau Brummels,
Kas Product,
AZ,
The Gories,
Fad Gadget,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Maleditus Sound,
Vladislav Delay,
Radio Birdman,
Sonic Youth,
Altered Images,
Zero Boys,
Kenny Larkin,
Dave Gahan,
The Moleskins,
Kayak,
E-Dancer,
Lou Reed,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Robert Görl,
Adolescents,
Mad Mike,
Glambeats Corp.,
Nation of Ulysses,
Whodini,
Sound Behaviour,
Hoover,
Second Layer,
Peter and Kerry,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Boz Scaggs,
Unrelated Segments,
Jeru the Damaja,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.