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 Micronesia and from Calgary.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Sister Nancy to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
the Human League,
Eurythmics,
Davy DMX,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rapeman,
Roxy Music,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Smoke,
The Invisible,
Fela Kuti,
Crooked Eye,
The Blues Magoos,
Ultravox,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Marmalade,
The Trojans,
Urselle,
Scan 7,
X-101,
The Gladiators,
Mark Hollis,
KRS-One,
Porter Ricks,
The Toasters,
Kerri Chandler,
Sugar Minott,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Parry Music,
The Golliwogs,
X-102,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Doobie Brothers,
Supertramp,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Darondo,
Mission of Burma,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Detroit Cobras,
Au Pairs,
Ossler,
Livin' Joy,
The Dead C,
Eddi Front,
The Five Americans,
Wings,
Stockholm Monsters,
Second Layer,
New Age Steppers,
Funky Four + One,
Fear,
the Slits,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Blake Baxter,
Glenn Branca,
Wire,
Matthew Halsall,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Surgeon,
Blossom Toes,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.