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 Guinea-Bissau and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Al Stewart to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Jacob Miller,
Peter & Gordon,
Michelle Simonal,
E-Dancer,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fluxion,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rosa Yemen,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sister Nancy,
The Electric Prunes,
Yellowson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dead Boys,
Eurythmics,
Kurtis Blow,
Q65,
The Mummies,
Vladislav Delay,
Newcleus,
Kevin Saunderson,
Roger Hodgson,
The Slits,
cv313,
Swans,
Roxy Music,
Spandau Ballet,
Bobby Sherman,
The Trojans,
Letta Mbulu,
Goldenarms,
Kas Product,
Marc Almond,
Tubeway Army,
Gang Starr,
Dawn Penn,
Black Pus,
The Cowsills,
The Happenings,
Iggy Pop,
China Crisis,
Brick,
Popol Vuh,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Khruangbin,
Darondo,
Mars,
Crispian St. Peters,
Tropical Tobacco,
Camberwell Now,
Main Source,
X-Ray Spex,
Glambeats Corp.,
Groovy Waters,
Moebius,
The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.
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.