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 Niger 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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Black Dice to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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 Sonics,
Kaleidoscope,
Rod Modell,
The Real Kids,
Absolute Body Control,
Fat Boys,
Robert Görl,
The Young Rascals,
the Soft Cell,
The Mojo Men,
Saccharine Trust,
Nas,
Bobby Byrd,
Skriet,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ronan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pylon,
Quantec,
Duran Duran,
Bluetip,
The Offenders,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Fuzztones,
Desert Stars,
8 Eyed Spy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Birthday Party,
Panda Bear,
Ossler,
The Skatalites,
Los Fastidios,
Radio Birdman,
Sexual Harrassment,
Todd Rundgren,
B.T. Express,
Rotary Connection,
CMW,
Pulsallama,
Brass Construction,
Bang On A Can,
Shuggie Otis,
Surgeon,
Echospace,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Moss Icon,
Heaven 17,
Pussy Galore,
Soul II Soul,
MC5,
ABC,
Crime,
Index,
Gang Green,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Soft Cell,
The Move,
The Tremeloes,
Inner City,
The Slackers,
Stiv Bators,
Godley & Creme,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.