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 Belarus and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 LL Cool J to the jazz 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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Fugazi,
the Slits,
Bauhaus,
Kurtis Blow,
Sällskapet,
The Real Kids,
Cameo,
Joensuu 1685,
Schoolly D,
Popol Vuh,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kerrie Biddell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Young Marble Giants,
the Germs,
Chris & Cosey,
Niagra,
Soul Sonic Force,
Delon & Dalcan,
New Age Steppers,
Television Personalities,
The American Breed,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Boogie Down Productions,
Freddie Wadling,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Radio Birdman,
The Cure,
Lou Reed,
Funky Four + One,
The Blackbyrds,
The Kinks,
Michelle Simonal,
John Foxx,
Minny Pops,
Laurel Aitken,
Aaron Thompson,
Hasil Adkins,
Magma,
F. McDonald,
Soft Machine,
Newcleus,
The Invisible,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Buzzcocks,
Saccharine Trust,
Q and Not U,
The Monochrome Set,
Soul II Soul,
The Fugs,
The Misunderstood,
The United States of America,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Hashim,
Godley & Creme,
Siglo XX,
The Cowsills,
Slick Rick,
Derrick May,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.