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 India and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sound Behaviour to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
Radiohead,
Massinfluence,
Drexciya,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Section 25,
The Blackbyrds,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pantytec,
Nico,
Cameo,
Theoretical Girls,
Anakelly,
Pierre Henry,
Iggy Pop,
Ultra Naté,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Stooges,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Black Bananas,
Dennis Brown,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sarah Menescal,
The Barracudas,
Desert Stars,
DJ Style,
Sällskapet,
Scratch Acid,
Alison Limerick,
Mo-Dettes,
Model 500,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Hashim,
Judy Mowatt,
B.T. Express,
Stereo Dub,
The Pretty Things,
Crime,
Livin' Joy,
Joy Division,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nirvana,
James White and The Blacks,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Modern Lovers,
Pere Ubu,
Grandmaster Flash,
Youth Brigade,
Donald Byrd,
The Slits,
Gregory Isaacs,
Minny Pops,
Flamin' Groovies,
Von Mondo,
Flipper,
Motorama,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.