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 Morocco and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Royal Family And The Poor to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sad Lovers and Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Royal Trux,
Magazine,
Radiohead,
Metal Thangz,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Associates,
UT,
The Red Krayola,
Eden Ahbez,
The Misunderstood,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Henry Cow,
Crash Course in Science,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Make Up,
Guru Guru,
Japan,
Juan Atkins,
Tommy Roe,
Porter Ricks,
Vladislav Delay,
Eli Mardock,
Agent Orange,
Nas,
The Young Rascals,
Youth Brigade,
The Vogues,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Toasters,
T.S.O.L.,
Byron Stingily,
Hasil Adkins,
Gang Starr,
Slave,
Sonic Youth,
John Foxx,
Oblivians,
Y Pants,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Barry Ungar,
Aloha Tigers,
Mantronix,
Soft Machine,
Trumans Water,
MDC,
The Techniques,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Cure,
Alphaville,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Connie Case,
Essential Logic,
The Fuzztones,
MC5,
Kas Product,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Harmonia,
Jesper Dahlback,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.