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 Qatar and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 spring reverb 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
Isaac Hayes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Divine Comedy,
Eddi Front,
Black Pus,
Pulsallama,
Black Bananas,
Alison Limerick,
Absolute Body Control,
Quadrant,
Ohio Players,
Y Pants,
Country Teasers,
Adolescents,
Grandmaster Flash,
Saccharine Trust,
The Slackers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gang of Four,
The Remains,
Roy Ayers,
Tommy Roe,
The Cure,
The New Christs,
Television,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Unrelated Segments,
China Crisis,
Patti Smith,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Crime,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Accadde A,
Donny Hathaway,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Techniques,
Todd Rundgren,
U.S. Maple,
the Soft Cell,
The Smiths,
Gregory Isaacs,
Livin' Joy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Letta Mbulu,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fear,
CMW,
Mo-Dettes,
Little Man,
DJ Style,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Hot Snakes,
Max Romeo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Banda Bassotti,
Kurtis Blow,
Thee Headcoats,
The Mojo Men,
Tres Demented,
The Raincoats,
Magma,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.