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 Czech Republic and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Janne Schatter 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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
Loose Ends,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Flesh Eaters,
Jeff Lynne,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Fugazi,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Stiv Bators,
The Searchers,
The Fortunes,
Juan Atkins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Intrusion,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Steve Hackett,
Technova,
48th St. Collective,
Jandek,
This Heat,
Gang Starr,
Ralphi Rosario,
ABBA,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Oneida,
Eddi Front,
Porter Ricks,
Monks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ituana,
Brass Construction,
Q and Not U,
Neil Young,
Althea and Donna,
Excepter,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Simply Red,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Judy Mowatt,
Cal Tjader,
Drexciya,
Mandrill,
Tropical Tobacco,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
a-ha,
World's Most,
the Germs,
Deepchord,
Frankie Knuckles,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eurythmics,
Jeff Mills,
The Techniques,
Davy DMX,
Tomorrow,
Girls At Our Best!,
Roxette,
Roger Hodgson,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.