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 Guinea and from Taipei.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Litter,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Skriet,
Gerry Rafferty,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Slick Rick,
Harpers Bizarre,
Marmalade,
The Five Americans,
This Heat,
Dual Sessions,
Saccharine Trust,
Black Bananas,
Fatback Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Babytalk,
China Crisis,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Reagan Youth,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Johnny Clarke,
Moss Icon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Robert Görl,
Soft Cell,
The Gories,
Dennis Brown,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
One Last Wish,
Hot Snakes,
Inner City,
the Bar-Kays,
Lucky Dragons,
Ultimate Spinach,
Radiohead,
the Association,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
kango's stein massive,
Fugazi,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Desert Stars,
Young Marble Giants,
World's Most,
The Fuzztones,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Henry Cow,
Popol Vuh,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Arcadia,
Joe Smooth,
Roger Hodgson,
Aural Exciters,
The Durutti Column,
Bobby Sherman,
The Electric Prunes,
The Velvet Underground,
Cymande,
Tomorrow,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Sonics,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.