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 Uzbekistan and from Hong Kong.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kevin Saunderson to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Josef K,
Hoover,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Hot Snakes,
Zero Boys,
Jeff Lynne,
Matthew Bourne,
Danielle Patucci,
Thee Headcoats,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Altered Images,
The Golliwogs,
Ultra Naté,
Liliput,
Pet Shop Boys,
DJ Sneak,
Derrick May,
E-Dancer,
Ronnie Foster,
Zapp,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Youth Brigade,
Porter Ricks,
The Toasters,
The Fire Engines,
Bootsy Collins,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Move,
Brick,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dave Gahan,
Jacob Miller,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Standells,
the Soft Cell,
Chrome,
The Wake,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Selecter,
Niagra,
John Lydon,
Nation of Ulysses,
Loose Ends,
EPMD,
Lyres,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Chris Corsano,
Bill Near,
The Trojans,
Kayak,
Tim Buckley,
Joy Division,
Livin' Joy,
Tres Demented,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Vainqueur,
Graham Central Station,
Swell Maps,
Johnny Osbourne,
Easy Going,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.