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 Canada and from Houston.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Skatalites to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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 Cowsills,
Donald Byrd,
ABBA,
the Human League,
Gabor Szabo,
Quantec,
Nick Fraelich,
Pagans,
Hashim,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kool Moe Dee,
Zero Boys,
Jeff Lynne,
Brick,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Minor Threat,
Von Mondo,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Danielle Patucci,
The Slits,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rotary Connection,
X-102,
Unrelated Segments,
Tim Buckley,
Glenn Branca,
H. Thieme,
Peter & Gordon,
John Holt,
Jandek,
New Age Steppers,
Scott Walker,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Blackbyrds,
The Blues Magoos,
The Cure,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Accadde A,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Monks,
Second Layer,
Wasted Youth,
Groovy Waters,
Boredoms,
The Doors,
Basic Channel,
Bush Tetras,
Zapp,
Amazonics,
Derrick Morgan,
Model 500,
Mantronix,
Swans,
David McCallum,
Schoolly D,
The Black Dice,
Lucky Dragons,
Wally Richardson,
The Mummies,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.