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 Samoa and from Tokyo.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 chamberlin 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 Lucky Dragons to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fatback Band,
Ten City,
Television,
Accadde A,
Todd Rundgren,
Peter & Gordon,
Alice Coltrane,
Pantaleimon,
Jacques Brel,
The Techniques,
The Dirtbombs,
Aswad,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Camberwell Now,
Bronski Beat,
X-Ray Spex,
Boredoms,
Sound Behaviour,
This Heat,
Gang Green,
The Real Kids,
Skarface,
DJ Style,
Tom Boy,
Hasil Adkins,
Q and Not U,
Jeru the Damaja,
Unwound,
Skriet,
Funky Four + One,
The Misunderstood,
Lee Hazlewood,
Brand Nubian,
Tears for Fears,
Lower 48,
Soulsonic Force,
B.T. Express,
Schoolly D,
Bill Wells,
Amon Düül,
The Remains,
Tim Buckley,
Faraquet,
Adolescents,
Joyce Sims,
The Kinks,
Radio Birdman,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gregory Isaacs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Robert Wyatt,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Black Sheep,
ABC,
The J.B.'s,
Basic Channel,
Ohio Players,
Echospace,
Soft Machine,
Scrapy,
Parry Music,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.