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 Ethiopia and from Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Fugazi to the disco 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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Flock of Seagulls,
Banda Bassotti,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Move,
Schoolly D,
Monolake,
Laurel Aitken,
Nas,
Carl Craig,
China Crisis,
Gang Starr,
Anthony Braxton,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Infiniti,
Scrapy,
Q65,
The Skatalites,
Whodini,
Popol Vuh,
Soul Sonic Force,
Aaron Thompson,
Zapp,
Mission of Burma,
Brass Construction,
Marc Almond,
Hasil Adkins,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ituana,
The Invisible,
Cabaret Voltaire,
X-101,
Crooked Eye,
Youth Brigade,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Tommy Roe,
The Fall,
Amon Düül,
Nick Fraelich,
Vainqueur,
Camouflage,
Newcleus,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
David McCallum,
Guru Guru,
The Busters,
Soul II Soul,
Neil Young,
the Fania All-Stars,
Wally Richardson,
Slave,
The Dead C,
Stereo Dub,
Radiohead,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
10cc,
Darondo,
Suicide,
Rekid,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lightning Bolt,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.