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 Benin and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 clarinet 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 The Seeds to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine 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 a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
Boz Scaggs,
Lungfish,
Skaos,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mark Hollis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Star Department,
Brass Construction,
Mantronix,
Royal Trux,
Banda Bassotti,
Boredoms,
Laurel Aitken,
Simply Red,
Niagra,
KRS-One,
48th St. Collective,
The Leaves,
John Foxx,
Yellowson,
Ludus,
Matthew Halsall,
Sugar Minott,
Rekid,
ABBA,
Joy Division,
Man Parrish,
Icehouse,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Underground Resistance,
The Fuzztones,
Bill Near,
Bush Tetras,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Archie Shepp,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Half Japanese,
Sällskapet,
Barry Ungar,
The Velvet Underground,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Silicon Teens,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Evens,
Rakim,
Fela Kuti,
The Human League,
Ultra Naté,
H. Thieme,
Stereo Dub,
Gil Scott Heron,
Soul II Soul,
The Flesh Eaters,
Fear,
Robert Hood,
Crooked Eye,
Ronan,
The Fire Engines,
Mars,
Howard Jones,
Kayak, Kayak, Kayak, Kayak.
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.