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 Chad and from Manila.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the sitar 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 Avey Tare to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Angry Samoans,
Symarip,
Marmalade,
Funkadelic,
Intrusion,
Technova,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Terry Callier,
Eden Ahbez,
The Trojans,
Radio Birdman,
Don Cherry,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Nils Olav,
Fear,
The Invisible,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
EPMD,
Newcleus,
The Birthday Party,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Inner City,
Visage,
the Bar-Kays,
Lower 48,
The Beau Brummels,
CMW,
Brand Nubian,
Ituana,
Black Pus,
Eurythmics,
Jerry's Kids,
Aaron Thompson,
Erasure,
One Last Wish,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Public Enemy,
Heaven 17,
Grandmaster Flash,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Techniques,
Porter Ricks,
Barrington Levy,
The Smiths,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Gun Club,
The Associates,
R.M.O.,
Tres Demented,
Stereo Dub,
The Motions,
The Durutti Column,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rod Modell,
T. Rex,
Buzzcocks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Flipper,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.