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 Uganda and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 theremin 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 The Techniques to the dance 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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
The Skatalites,
Alison Limerick,
Anthony Braxton,
the Normal,
The Misunderstood,
Neil Young,
Magma,
Ronnie Foster,
Soul II Soul,
Rakim,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Excepter,
Alton Ellis,
Ultra Naté,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sandy B,
Amon Düül II,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Reuben Wilson,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Suburban Knight,
Matthew Halsall,
Nico,
Ludus,
The Kinks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Das Ding,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Neu!,
The Modern Lovers,
Alice Coltrane,
Sound Behaviour,
Nas,
Massinfluence,
Jeff Mills,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Shuggie Otis,
Gil Scott Heron,
These Immortal Souls,
Gang of Four,
The Techniques,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sex Pistols,
Derrick Morgan,
Pantytec,
Radiohead,
The Toasters,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Silicon Teens,
Steve Hackett,
Crispian St. Peters,
Archie Shepp,
The Gap Band,
Barry Ungar,
T. Rex,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Erasure,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Tommy Roe,
James White and The Blacks,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.