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 Eritrea and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Tommy Roe to the techno 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 UT. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
The Human League,
Metal Thangz,
Television Personalities,
John Coltrane,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sound Behaviour,
The Count Five,
Y Pants,
Grandmaster Flash,
T. Rex,
The Offenders,
Joyce Sims,
Susan Cadogan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Vogues,
Lebanon Hanover,
Audionom,
Big Daddy Kane,
Boogie Down Productions,
Boz Scaggs,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Zapp,
Ultravox,
Soul II Soul,
The Leaves,
Khruangbin,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Crooked Eye,
Funkadelic,
Reagan Youth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kurtis Blow,
Scan 7,
Roy Ayers,
Scott Walker,
Easy Going,
Fat Boys,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Buzzcocks,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Gories,
Lou Reed,
the Association,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Yazoo,
The Barracudas,
Malaria!,
Deadbeat,
Sight & Sound,
the Swans,
Bronski Beat,
Janne Schatter,
Brand Nubian,
Bauhaus,
the Germs,
Bootsy Collins,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Five Americans,
The Toasters,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.