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 Finland and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lyon.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 EPMD to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
John Cale,
Circle Jerks,
Lucky Dragons,
Ten City,
Half Japanese,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Black Moon,
Rakim,
Delta 5,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Peter & Gordon,
Hasil Adkins,
The Selecter,
Moss Icon,
8 Eyed Spy,
Man Parrish,
Magazine,
Gang of Four,
Eric Copeland,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Funky Four + One,
Soul Sonic Force,
Drexciya,
Newcleus,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Crime,
Jerry's Kids,
Qualms,
Au Pairs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Residents,
These Immortal Souls,
Radiohead,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sonic Youth,
Davy DMX,
Skriet,
Outsiders,
Boz Scaggs,
Lungfish,
Stiv Bators,
The Doobie Brothers,
Crispian St. Peters,
Tres Demented,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scott Walker,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Offenders,
Radiopuhelimet,
Mad Mike,
Gichy Dan,
Michelle Simonal,
The New Christs,
Vladislav Delay,
Bronski Beat,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Max Romeo,
Kool Moe Dee,
Matthew Halsall,
Bill Wells,
Don Cherry,
EPMD,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.