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 Ghana and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Underground Resistance to the crunk 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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blancmange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sugar Minott,
Soulsonic Force,
Babytalk,
Alison Limerick,
OOIOO,
Arthur Verocai,
The Doors,
Morten Harket,
Wally Richardson,
Wings,
Q65,
LL Cool J,
The Human League,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Birthday Party,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pantaleimon,
The Monochrome Set,
Oblivians,
Panda Bear,
The Move,
The Standells,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gabor Szabo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ossler,
The Smoke,
Vainqueur,
Spoonie Gee,
Roxy Music,
Cheater Slicks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pere Ubu,
Bootsy Collins,
Flamin' Groovies,
Cameo,
David McCallum,
Faust,
Gong,
The Angels of Light,
Jeru the Damaja,
The New Christs,
cv313,
Funky Four + One,
Blossom Toes,
X-101,
Animal Collective,
Barry Ungar,
The Star Department,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Underground Resistance,
The Barracudas,
Jeff Lynne,
Prince Buster,
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.