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 Azerbaijan 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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 ABC to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
ABC,
Cybotron,
Marine Girls,
Pussy Galore,
The Divine Comedy,
Donny Hathaway,
Pylon,
the Human League,
Toni Rubio,
Drexciya,
Joy Division,
Minny Pops,
Soft Cell,
The Standells,
Eden Ahbez,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marvin Gaye,
The Remains,
Delon & Dalcan,
Piero Umiliani,
Graham Central Station,
Marmalade,
DNA,
Monks,
The Happenings,
Skriet,
Public Enemy,
Gregory Isaacs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fluxion,
Black Bananas,
Pagans,
The Moleskins,
Pantaleimon,
Stetsasonic,
Al Stewart,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Slick Rick,
John Lydon,
The Beau Brummels,
Infiniti,
Altered Images,
Derrick May,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gichy Dan,
The Gories,
Mandrill,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kool Moe Dee,
Cluster,
Japan,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Count Five,
Nirvana,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gang Starr,
Nas,
Tim Buckley,
Symarip, Symarip, Symarip, Symarip.
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.