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 Italy and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Crooked Eye. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lightning Bolt,
The Sound,
Aaron Thompson,
La Düsseldorf,
Gregory Isaacs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gang Green,
Grauzone,
Susan Cadogan,
Joyce Sims,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Martian,
Urselle,
Schoolly D,
Derrick May,
the Normal,
Rapeman,
The Stooges,
Infiniti,
Cymande,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Connie Case,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Peter and Kerry,
Talk Talk,
Vainqueur,
Drexciya,
Laurel Aitken,
The Five Americans,
World's Most,
Letta Mbulu,
Derrick Morgan,
Lebanon Hanover,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Chris Corsano,
Morten Harket,
Ossler,
Gang Gang Dance,
Dennis Brown,
Pet Shop Boys,
Organ,
Pole,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gil Scott Heron,
Flipper,
Bizarre Inc.,
Skriet,
Todd Terry,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Wire,
Siglo XX,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mo-Dettes,
Ronnie Foster,
Gang of Four,
LL Cool J,
Qualms,
The Invisible,
Bill Near,
Loose Ends,
Harmonia,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.