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 Korea North and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Robert Palmer 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 ABC to the rock 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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Remains,
Piero Umiliani,
Essential Logic,
Brand Nubian,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Motorama,
Metal Thangz,
Pere Ubu,
The Pretty Things,
Lightning Bolt,
CMW,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Q and Not U,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pulsallama,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fatback Band,
Cluster,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Angry Samoans,
The Dead C,
Susan Cadogan,
Dawn Penn,
Camouflage,
New Order,
Todd Rundgren,
Nico,
the Slits,
Camberwell Now,
Wally Richardson,
Section 25,
The Shadows of Knight,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ohio Players,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Sonics,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Modern Lovers,
Delta 5,
Cheater Slicks,
Lou Reed,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ronnie Foster,
Bootsy Collins,
Ossler,
The Five Americans,
Arcadia,
Bobby Womack,
Slave,
Eurythmics,
Flipper,
Quantec,
Cameo,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Visage,
Ituana,
Symarip,
Nik Kershaw,
Pole,
The Alarm Clocks,
Davy DMX,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.