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 Armenia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 rhodes 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 Interpol to the punk 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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
Susan Cadogan,
Roxy Music,
Arab on Radar,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cybotron,
Boogie Down Productions,
Make Up,
Rosa Yemen,
Soulsonic Force,
Eden Ahbez,
Tom Boy,
The Associates,
The Smiths,
Jeff Lynne,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jerry's Kids,
Sandy B,
Excepter,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
H. Thieme,
Stereo Dub,
The Monochrome Set,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Blancmange,
Jacob Miller,
Black Pus,
John Cale,
Thompson Twins,
Jawbox,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Gap Band,
The Star Department,
Don Cherry,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Index,
Black Flag,
Mandrill,
The Stooges,
Television Personalities,
The Count Five,
Index,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ralphi Rosario,
EPMD,
The Dirtbombs,
Jeff Mills,
The Leaves,
The J.B.'s,
the Bar-Kays,
Parry Music,
Spoonie Gee,
the Slits,
Brand Nubian,
Eve St. Jones,
the Fania All-Stars,
Soul Sonic Force,
U.S. Maple,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.