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 Monaco and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Bologna.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Stiv Bators to the funk 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Al Stewart,
Eric Copeland,
Delta 5,
The Sound,
Rufus Thomas,
Johnny Clarke,
Funky Four + One,
D'Angelo,
Pagans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sixth Finger,
Barry Ungar,
Loose Ends,
Panda Bear,
T.S.O.L.,
Surgeon,
OOIOO,
Rod Modell,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Cure,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Blake Baxter,
Lower 48,
Derrick Morgan,
Kayak,
Tommy Roe,
Black Moon,
Hasil Adkins,
Leonard Cohen,
Cheater Slicks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Little Man,
Infiniti,
Judy Mowatt,
The Victims,
The Saints,
Idris Muhammad,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Minor Threat,
Alton Ellis,
Stereo Dub,
The Remains,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Raincoats,
Lakeside,
Public Enemy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lou Reed,
The Angels of Light,
Gang Green,
Youth Brigade,
Lou Christie,
The Birthday Party,
The Smoke,
Jerry's Kids,
Average White Band,
Guru Guru,
Drexciya,
The Dave Clark Five,
Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas.
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.