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 Ethiopia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 mellotron 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 Ice-T to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
The J.B.'s,
Half Japanese,
The Monochrome Set,
Magazine,
Joensuu 1685,
Hot Snakes,
Avey Tare,
Accadde A,
Lee Hazlewood,
Blancmange,
Quando Quango,
Television,
the Soft Cell,
Godley & Creme,
Brothers Johnson,
The Last Poets,
Visage,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Whodini,
The United States of America,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bobby Byrd,
Fat Boys,
Flash Fearless,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Roxy Music,
One Last Wish,
John Foxx,
Dead Boys,
Con Funk Shun,
Dorothy Ashby,
the Normal,
Darondo,
Gang of Four,
Interpol,
Urselle,
Althea and Donna,
Ornette Coleman,
The Stooges,
The Five Americans,
Boredoms,
Oblivians,
Radio Birdman,
Easy Going,
Kerri Chandler,
Sällskapet,
Mr. Review,
Crooked Eye,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Happenings,
Carl Craig,
Scan 7,
Kayak,
Circle Jerks,
the Bar-Kays,
Scion,
Cymande,
Essential Logic,
The Detroit Cobras,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Wolf Eyes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.