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 Bahamas and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Germs to the techno 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 The Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Barclay James Harvest tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Von Mondo,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Blackbyrds,
Youth Brigade,
The Slits,
Pere Ubu,
Blossom Toes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Skatalites,
Bill Near,
John Foxx,
Johnny Osbourne,
Neu!,
The Leaves,
Buzzcocks,
Massinfluence,
The Gun Club,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
PIL,
Laurel Aitken,
Simply Red,
A Flock of Seagulls,
David Axelrod,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Model 500,
DJ Style,
The Young Rascals,
Angry Samoans,
Archie Shepp,
Sound Behaviour,
Donald Byrd,
Metal Thangz,
Echospace,
Eli Mardock,
Surgeon,
Tommy Roe,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Delta 5,
Grey Daturas,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pharoah Sanders,
Skarface,
Minnie Riperton,
Gang Gang Dance,
Wally Richardson,
T.S.O.L.,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mr. Review,
Tom Boy,
Man Eating Sloth,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ten City,
Barry Ungar,
Silicon Teens,
Mars,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.