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 Jordan and from Taipei.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barry Ungar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
Sugar Minott,
Minutemen,
Wally Richardson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Public Image Ltd.,
Iggy Pop,
Funkadelic,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lou Christie,
Stetsasonic,
Royal Trux,
Yusef Lateef,
Animal Collective,
Deakin,
X-101,
John Foxx,
Peter & Gordon,
FM Einheit,
Mr. Review,
Main Source,
Alton Ellis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Deepchord,
the Soft Cell,
The Dave Clark Five,
Big Daddy Kane,
Pharoah Sanders,
Mission of Burma,
Yellowson,
Los Fastidios,
Adolescents,
Charles Mingus,
La Düsseldorf,
L. Decosne,
Scott Walker,
the Normal,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Joy Division,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sparks,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Kinks,
Avey Tare,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Sonics,
Josef K,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Agitation Free,
H. Thieme,
The Doors,
Buzzcocks,
Audionom,
The Seeds,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bobby Byrd,
Boz Scaggs,
The American Breed,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Neon Judgement,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.