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 Marshall Islands and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tokyo.
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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Toasters to the rap 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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
The Mojo Men,
Harpers Bizarre,
Newcleus,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mantronix,
Inner City,
Y Pants,
Reagan Youth,
Franke,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mark Hollis,
Ludus,
Delta 5,
Soft Machine,
EPMD,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bronski Beat,
Soul II Soul,
The Associates,
The Buckinghams,
The Motions,
Henry Cow,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Adolescents,
Althea and Donna,
Rufus Thomas,
Bad Manners,
The New Christs,
The Zeros,
The Leaves,
Negative Approach,
E-Dancer,
Black Flag,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gang of Four,
Junior Murvin,
Grauzone,
Maleditus Sound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nirvana,
Lalann,
Youth Brigade,
ABBA,
The Standells,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Knickerbockers,
Alice Coltrane,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eddi Front,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
D'Angelo,
Byron Stingily,
James White and The Blacks,
Los Fastidios,
Lakeside,
Black Pus,
Alton Ellis,
Von Mondo,
The Happenings,
Patti Smith,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.