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 Netherlands and from Tokyo.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Shanghai.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Peter & Gordon to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Fugazi,
Lou Christie,
Jimmy McGriff,
Connie Case,
Bang On A Can,
Swans,
Monolake,
Sun City Girls,
Zero Boys,
Accadde A,
Television,
Howard Jones,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Popol Vuh,
Trumans Water,
Erasure,
Stetsasonic,
K-Klass,
David Bowie,
Wire,
Tubeway Army,
The Stooges,
AZ,
Sight & Sound,
Kerrie Biddell,
KRS-One,
Bronski Beat,
Minnie Riperton,
Curtis Mayfield,
Mo-Dettes,
The Happenings,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Albert Ayler,
Anakelly,
Mr. Review,
Marshall Jefferson,
Quadrant,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lyres,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jeff Lynne,
Fort Wilson Riot,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Desert Stars,
Joensuu 1685,
The Moody Blues,
The Offenders,
Barbara Tucker,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fad Gadget,
Mission of Burma,
Maurizio,
Fela Kuti,
Deepchord,
The Wake,
The Last Poets,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Clear Light,
Y Pants,
Hoover,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.