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 Slovenia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 808 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 New Order 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 The Standells. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dirtbombs,
The Victims,
cv313,
Delon & Dalcan,
Stiv Bators,
Soul II Soul,
Shoche,
The Cramps,
Eric B and Rakim,
E-Dancer,
Spandau Ballet,
Swans,
The Raincoats,
Quadrant,
Scott Walker,
The Moleskins,
The Cowsills,
The Leaves,
Siglo XX,
Danielle Patucci,
Cheater Slicks,
Echospace,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ossler,
The Remains,
Suburban Knight,
Delta 5,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Drexciya,
Steve Hackett,
Porter Ricks,
Franke,
Monolake,
Radiohead,
The Associates,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pagans,
DNA,
Average White Band,
Technova,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bluetip,
Bill Wells,
Harmonia,
John Coltrane,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Curtis Mayfield,
MC5,
Nick Fraelich,
Beasts of Bourbon,
DJ Style,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Neu!,
Judy Mowatt,
Eurythmics,
Black Sheep,
OOIOO,
The Cure,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gang Starr,
Patti Smith,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.