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 Colombia and from Bologna.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Big Daddy Kane to the funk 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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
Fluxion,
Magazine,
Little Man,
Zapp,
Yusef Lateef,
Barry Ungar,
Gastr Del Sol,
Peter and Kerry,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Tropical Tobacco,
Marmalade,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Flesh Eaters,
Model 500,
Aaron Thompson,
Radiohead,
Marc Almond,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sister Nancy,
OOIOO,
The Zeros,
The Happenings,
Essential Logic,
Skaos,
The Count Five,
Quantec,
Sonic Youth,
Brand Nubian,
Ohio Players,
X-102,
Ralphi Rosario,
Massinfluence,
Groovy Waters,
Moss Icon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Thee Headcoats,
China Crisis,
the Bar-Kays,
DNA,
Reagan Youth,
Robert Görl,
Scrapy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Camberwell Now,
The Techniques,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Crooked Eye,
Talk Talk,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Television,
The Wake,
Minnie Riperton,
Boredoms,
Sly & The Family Stone,
MDC,
Rekid,
Clear Light,
New York Dolls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.