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 Indonesia 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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Fatback Band to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Leaves. All the underground hits.
All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mr. Review record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lalann,
Buzzcocks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Index,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Talk Talk,
The Fugs,
One Last Wish,
Public Enemy,
Ten City,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Graham Central Station,
Outsiders,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
X-102,
Spoonie Gee,
the Association,
Au Pairs,
Bootsy Collins,
The Fuzztones,
Ohio Players,
Archie Shepp,
Sällskapet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Masters at Work,
Soul II Soul,
Second Layer,
Nils Olav,
Stockholm Monsters,
Toni Rubio,
Max Romeo,
The Names,
The Evens,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Barbara Tucker,
Mantronix,
The Music Machine,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mission of Burma,
Robert Hood,
The Star Department,
Ultimate Spinach,
Frankie Knuckles,
Derrick Morgan,
cv313,
Alice Coltrane,
Scott Walker,
Delon & Dalcan,
Khruangbin,
Yellowson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Josef K,
Grey Daturas,
Glenn Branca,
Parry Music,
The Motions,
Donny Hathaway,
Janne Schatter,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.