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 Afghanistan and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 güiro 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 Goldenarms to the punk 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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Panda Bear,
Icehouse,
Ten City,
Massinfluence,
Moebius,
Fluxion,
Public Enemy,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Golliwogs,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pussy Galore,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Toasters,
Soft Machine,
The Slits,
Black Pus,
Half Japanese,
James White and The Blacks,
Soul II Soul,
Isaac Hayes,
Sister Nancy,
Eric B and Rakim,
Make Up,
Tubeway Army,
Niagra,
Blossom Toes,
Unwound,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Zeros,
The Doobie Brothers,
John Foxx,
Kurtis Blow,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Crash Course in Science,
Loose Ends,
Stetsasonic,
China Crisis,
Roxette,
Girls At Our Best!,
Masters at Work,
The Modern Lovers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Royal Trux,
The Electric Prunes,
Cymande,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Cameo,
Television Personalities,
the Human League,
Wally Richardson,
Thompson Twins,
Scrapy,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Nation of Ulysses,
Laurel Aitken,
Parry Music,
Jimmy McGriff,
DJ Sneak,
Glambeats Corp.,
Nick Fraelich,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.