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 Philippines and from Toronto.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Beau Brummels to the crunk 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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
the Sonics,
Dave Gahan,
Andrew Hill,
Cheater Slicks,
Public Enemy,
The Golliwogs,
Gerry Rafferty,
Wasted Youth,
Godley & Creme,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Saccharine Trust,
Massinfluence,
Delta 5,
Stereo Dub,
CMW,
Mandrill,
Rites of Spring,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Stockholm Monsters,
Metal Thangz,
Minor Threat,
Groovy Waters,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Mark Hollis,
Altered Images,
Alton Ellis,
Neu!,
Bill Wells,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Alison Limerick,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bobby Womack,
Scott Walker,
Bill Near,
The Selecter,
Mary Jane Girls,
JFA,
Crispy Ambulance,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sarah Menescal,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Alphaville,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gang Green,
Model 500,
10cc,
The Monks,
Surgeon,
The Five Americans,
Roxette,
Country Teasers,
The Divine Comedy,
Gabor Szabo,
MDC,
Iggy Pop,
Visage,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Porter Ricks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Oneida,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.