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 Korea North and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 rhodes 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 Wings to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Victims. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Light Orchestra,
Los Fastidios,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Stiv Bators,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Gories,
Davy DMX,
the Normal,
Lakeside,
Swans,
Janne Schatter,
Freddie Wadling,
Silicon Teens,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Guru Guru,
Essential Logic,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Todd Terry,
JFA,
Au Pairs,
Jacob Miller,
Whodini,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sixth Finger,
The Motions,
Camouflage,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lightning Bolt,
Kurtis Blow,
The Stooges,
Jimmy McGriff,
cv313,
Derrick Morgan,
The Human League,
Faraquet,
Cybotron,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Henry Cow,
Unrelated Segments,
New Age Steppers,
Joey Negro,
U.S. Maple,
Isaac Hayes,
Gong,
Erasure,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Quantec,
Y Pants,
Gabor Szabo,
Vladislav Delay,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Cecil Taylor,
Graham Central Station,
The Fuzztones,
Second Layer,
The Modern Lovers,
Smog,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.