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 Germany and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the disco 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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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 Fortunes,
The Moody Blues,
Nico,
the Germs,
Bobby Sherman,
Outsiders,
Joe Smooth,
MDC,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jeru the Damaja,
Heaven 17,
One Last Wish,
Connie Case,
Spandau Ballet,
The American Breed,
Simply Red,
Funky Four + One,
Quadrant,
a-ha,
Liliput,
Erykah Badu,
UT,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Babytalk,
cv313,
Soft Cell,
Ultravox,
Charles Mingus,
Warren Ellis,
Hardrive,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Laurel Aitken,
Zapp,
The Black Dice,
Joe Finger,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Yellowson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Index,
Eden Ahbez,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Toni Rubio,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ten City,
Public Image Ltd.,
DNA,
The Vogues,
Smog,
The Smoke,
Ituana,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Masters at Work,
Absolute Body Control,
Japan,
Theoretical Girls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
David McCallum,
Agitation Free,
Derrick Morgan,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.