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 Slovenia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Japan to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fatback Band,
Yusef Lateef,
X-Ray Spex,
Grey Daturas,
The Raincoats,
Jandek,
Jawbox,
The Zeros,
Crispian St. Peters,
Popol Vuh,
the Bar-Kays,
The Gap Band,
Ossler,
Gerry Rafferty,
R.M.O.,
The Human League,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Buckinghams,
Jeff Mills,
Quantec,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Donald Byrd,
Average White Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The United States of America,
Aswad,
Alice Coltrane,
The Red Krayola,
Cheater Slicks,
The Cramps,
The Index,
Morten Harket,
Albert Ayler,
Sällskapet,
Blancmange,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Al Stewart,
MC5,
Skarface,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Moody Blues,
Barrington Levy,
Lightning Bolt,
Barbara Tucker,
Dawn Penn,
The Evens,
Patti Smith,
The Knickerbockers,
Alphaville,
a-ha,
K-Klass,
Underground Resistance,
Crooked Eye,
The Young Rascals,
Barry Ungar,
Eli Mardock,
Gang of Four,
The Neon Judgement,
H. Thieme,
Parry Music,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.