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 Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Portland.
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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rosa Yemen,
Harpers Bizarre,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Guru Guru,
The Shadows of Knight,
Delta 5,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Public Enemy,
Saccharine Trust,
Amon Düül,
John Foxx,
Model 500,
Ultimate Spinach,
Main Source,
Bronski Beat,
Chris Corsano,
Arab on Radar,
Judy Mowatt,
Max Romeo,
Das Ding,
the Normal,
Tim Buckley,
Gang Green,
Sister Nancy,
Second Layer,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Stereo Dub,
The Blues Magoos,
Massinfluence,
Simply Red,
The Star Department,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Hot Snakes,
June Days,
Underground Resistance,
The J.B.'s,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Essential Logic,
Negative Approach,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Offenders,
The Dead C,
F. McDonald,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Inner City,
Eddi Front,
Q65,
The Music Machine,
Sparks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bobby Sherman,
Bill Wells,
Marine Girls,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bluetip,
Anakelly,
The Raincoats,
The Golliwogs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.