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 Korea North and from Stockholm.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Five Americans to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric B and Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Associates,
Mark Hollis,
The Mummies,
Alison Limerick,
Donny Hathaway,
Delta 5,
Scan 7,
Bizarre Inc.,
E-Dancer,
The Trojans,
Oneida,
James White and The Blacks,
Ten City,
the Association,
Eddi Front,
Harpers Bizarre,
New York Dolls,
New Order,
Danielle Patucci,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Moebius,
Rotary Connection,
The Doors,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Yusef Lateef,
Q65,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Human League,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jacques Brel,
Can,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lungfish,
PIL,
Camberwell Now,
Bootsy Collins,
X-102,
Tubeway Army,
Barbara Tucker,
Joey Negro,
Amon Düül,
Country Teasers,
Letta Mbulu,
Frankie Knuckles,
Brick,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Stooges,
The Barracudas,
Matthew Bourne,
Masters at Work,
The Black Dice,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bob Dylan,
The Seeds,
Pole,
Royal Trux,
A Certain Ratio,
The Divine Comedy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.