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 Croatia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Television to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Strawberry Alarm Clock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
Pylon,
LL Cool J,
Soft Machine,
The Busters,
Kool Moe Dee,
Maleditus Sound,
Frankie Knuckles,
Surgeon,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scott Walker,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pantaleimon,
These Immortal Souls,
Rapeman,
The Electric Prunes,
Terrestrial Tones,
Iggy Pop,
The Misunderstood,
Max Romeo,
Tubeway Army,
Slick Rick,
The Count Five,
Grey Daturas,
Rotary Connection,
Monolake,
cv313,
Graham Central Station,
Gichy Dan,
Marmalade,
The Star Department,
Ultimate Spinach,
Marine Girls,
Hasil Adkins,
Cheater Slicks,
Bush Tetras,
Minny Pops,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Moleskins,
Vladislav Delay,
Gang Starr,
The Zeros,
Los Fastidios,
Lalann,
Eurythmics,
Index,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bobby Byrd,
Maurizio,
Porter Ricks,
The Toasters,
T. Rex,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kurtis Blow,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kaleidoscope,
EPMD,
Sonic Youth,
Grauzone,
OOIOO,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.