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 Uganda and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 the Soft Cell to the rock 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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
Country Teasers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bronski Beat,
Main Source,
Jawbox,
The Modern Lovers,
The Durutti Column,
X-Ray Spex,
Minor Threat,
Aswad,
Monks,
The Count Five,
Kerri Chandler,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Dorothy Ashby,
The American Breed,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Barracudas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Qualms,
Von Mondo,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Motions,
Roger Hodgson,
Todd Terry,
Saccharine Trust,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sparks,
The Busters,
Newcleus,
Pharoah Sanders,
Junior Murvin,
The Golliwogs,
Wally Richardson,
Roxy Music,
The Litter,
Stereo Dub,
The Searchers,
Sound Behaviour,
Lower 48,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Depeche Mode,
Kool Moe Dee,
Harmonia,
Oneida,
The Music Machine,
Roy Ayers,
The Zeros,
Make Up,
Max Romeo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Public Enemy,
Anthony Braxton,
Agitation Free,
Bill Wells,
Metal Thangz,
Dave Gahan,
The Fall,
Donny Hathaway,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.