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 Maldives and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Michael McDonald 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 Hashim to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Sugar Minott,
Michelle Simonal,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rapeman,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Scan 7,
Average White Band,
John Lydon,
Gang Green,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lungfish,
The Kinks,
The Invisible,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sonic Youth,
a-ha,
Wire,
Vainqueur,
Quando Quango,
Livin' Joy,
Urselle,
Alice Coltrane,
Glenn Branca,
JFA,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Soft Cell,
Joyce Sims,
Electric Prunes,
Iggy Pop,
The Dirtbombs,
Mission of Burma,
Sound Behaviour,
the Human League,
Radio Birdman,
Lower 48,
Accadde A,
Drexciya,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Magma,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
10cc,
Los Fastidios,
The Trojans,
Ronan,
The Pop Group,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Doors,
Reagan Youth,
Funkadelic,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Sonics,
The United States of America,
The Fugs,
Eurythmics,
Delon & Dalcan,
Moebius,
Suicide,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.