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 Macedonia and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Kings Of Tomorrow to the dance 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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Underground Resistance,
Funky Four + One,
the Sonics,
Cluster,
Jerry's Kids,
Eve St. Jones,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Unwound,
Susan Cadogan,
World's Most,
Gastr Del Sol,
ABC,
Dawn Penn,
Eurythmics,
Clear Light,
The Fall,
Circle Jerks,
Tom Boy,
the Bar-Kays,
La Düsseldorf,
The Smoke,
The Litter,
The Saints,
The Slits,
Chris & Cosey,
Angry Samoans,
Lou Christie,
Jeff Lynne,
Glenn Branca,
One Last Wish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Toasters,
Skriet,
Roxette,
Jacob Miller,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bill Wells,
Magazine,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Whodini,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Pet Shop Boys,
Deadbeat,
Harmonia,
Chris Corsano,
Darondo,
The Modern Lovers,
The Evens,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alphaville,
Kenny Larkin,
Nik Kershaw,
Soft Machine,
Yazoo,
Television Personalities,
Tim Buckley,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.