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 Finland and from Mexico City.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Connie Case to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Flag record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Massinfluence,
Nas,
DNA,
Pulsallama,
Aural Exciters,
kango's stein massive,
The Litter,
Morten Harket,
Stetsasonic,
Jeff Mills,
Fluxion,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Tremeloes,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Grass Roots,
Peter & Gordon,
Animal Collective,
Barclay James Harvest,
the Germs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Blake Baxter,
Sugar Minott,
Soft Cell,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bizarre Inc.,
Unrelated Segments,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nik Kershaw,
Guru Guru,
The Blues Magoos,
the Human League,
Tim Buckley,
June of 44,
Scientists,
Leonard Cohen,
Au Pairs,
Barry Ungar,
Audionom,
Sarah Menescal,
Bootsy Collins,
Popol Vuh,
Davy DMX,
The Cramps,
48th St. Collective,
Make Up,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Fall,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Subhumans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
E-Dancer,
Cluster,
Eric Copeland,
Fatback Band,
Byron Stingily,
Little Man,
The Index,
the Slits, the Slits, the Slits, the Slits.
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.