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 Germany and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Gichy Dan to the rap 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 Angels of Light. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
New Age Steppers,
Ultra Naté,
Reagan Youth,
Davy DMX,
The Mummies,
Ice-T,
Deepchord,
The Human League,
The Buckinghams,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Red Krayola,
Harmonia,
Letta Mbulu,
Second Layer,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Hasil Adkins,
Anakelly,
Lightning Bolt,
The Slackers,
The Cramps,
Matthew Halsall,
Peter & Gordon,
The Moody Blues,
The Monks,
kango's stein massive,
Tomorrow,
Kaleidoscope,
The Birthday Party,
The Pretty Things,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Supertramp,
The Litter,
Maleditus Sound,
Amon Düül II,
Crime,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Blancmange,
Drexciya,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Minny Pops,
John Holt,
Crooked Eye,
Quadrant,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ludus,
The Smiths,
Q and Not U,
Gang of Four,
EPMD,
Bill Near,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sam Rivers,
Guru Guru,
Mars,
The Gories,
Von Mondo,
Radio Birdman,
Rod Modell,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.