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 Sweden and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 Tokyo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Drive Like Jehu to the funk 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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Oneida,
Grauzone,
Avey Tare,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bobby Womack,
Blake Baxter,
Throbbing Gristle,
Brass Construction,
T. Rex,
Negative Approach,
Television Personalities,
Pierre Henry,
Spoonie Gee,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Half Japanese,
Second Layer,
Faraquet,
Eric Copeland,
Amon Düül II,
The Moleskins,
DJ Style,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cheater Slicks,
Althea and Donna,
The Real Kids,
Fatback Band,
The Saints,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Scrapy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Last Poets,
The Motions,
Yazoo,
La Düsseldorf,
Barrington Levy,
Eddi Front,
F. McDonald,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Sound,
Eli Mardock,
Danielle Patucci,
the Normal,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Gladiators,
Ken Boothe,
Minny Pops,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bobby Sherman,
Henry Cow,
Bobby Byrd,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Subhumans,
Ralphi Rosario,
Shoche,
Buzzcocks,
Minor Threat,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pole,
Ossler,
Big Daddy Kane,
This Heat,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.