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 France and from Manchester.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Buzzcocks to the jazz 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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Prince Buster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Gil Scott Heron,
MDC,
Spoonie Gee,
Arthur Verocai,
Tres Demented,
James White and The Blacks,
Malaria!,
Judy Mowatt,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Walker Brothers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bluetip,
Gong,
Fluxion,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
David McCallum,
Cal Tjader,
Mark Hollis,
Massinfluence,
D'Angelo,
Dead Boys,
Kenny Larkin,
Section 25,
Andrew Hill,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Boz Scaggs,
New Order,
The Real Kids,
Aural Exciters,
Girls At Our Best!,
Yazoo,
Faust,
Ice-T,
World's Most,
Soft Machine,
Neu!,
Ossler,
The Cure,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Fugs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Tubeway Army,
Index,
Hot Snakes,
The Sonics,
The Gories,
Stiv Bators,
Das Ding,
The Gladiators,
Swans,
Sällskapet,
Scott Walker,
Chris Corsano,
Wings,
Barclay James Harvest,
Intrusion,
The Moleskins,
Fat Boys,
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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.