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 Slovakia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 David Bowie 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 Altered Images to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Porter Ricks,
Chris Corsano,
The Busters,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Offenders,
Janne Schatter,
D'Angelo,
Cameo,
X-102,
The Seeds,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sonic Youth,
Amazonics,
Donny Hathaway,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Pretty Things,
Todd Terry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kevin Saunderson,
Don Cherry,
Slave,
Fear,
Television Personalities,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Glenn Branca,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lebanon Hanover,
Das Ding,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Monks,
Fluxion,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Last Poets,
Monolake,
Ronan,
Main Source,
Kas Product,
Joey Negro,
Con Funk Shun,
Pussy Galore,
Ornette Coleman,
Camouflage,
Jacob Miller,
Essential Logic,
Qualms,
The Moleskins,
Marvin Gaye,
World's Most,
Jeff Lynne,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Royal Trux,
Ultravox,
Judy Mowatt,
Camberwell Now,
Hasil Adkins,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.