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 Cuba and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 synthesizer 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 Roger Hodgson to the electroclash 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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
Public Enemy,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Fugs,
John Coltrane,
Rod Modell,
JFA,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Associates,
Erasure,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Model 500,
Minutemen,
Ossler,
Byron Stingily,
Oblivians,
Peter and Kerry,
Erykah Badu,
Eric Dolphy,
Wire,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sam Rivers,
FM Einheit,
Flash Fearless,
Zero Boys,
Sarah Menescal,
Bizarre Inc.,
Graham Central Station,
Joyce Sims,
Los Fastidios,
10cc,
La Düsseldorf,
a-ha,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Saccharine Trust,
Y Pants,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
David Axelrod,
Porter Ricks,
Jandek,
AZ,
Bobby Sherman,
Minor Threat,
Black Flag,
MC5,
Hardrive,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Knickerbockers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Letta Mbulu,
cv313,
Radio Birdman,
Cal Tjader,
Stiv Bators,
Johnny Osbourne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bang On A Can,
Slick Rick,
Schoolly D,
Vainqueur,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.