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 Japan and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bologna.
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 harpsichord 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 Fluxion to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
Arcadia,
The Toasters,
Slave,
Ten City,
Nirvana,
ABC,
Skarface,
Boogie Down Productions,
Piero Umiliani,
Erasure,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Chris Corsano,
Stereo Dub,
The Tremeloes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Angels of Light,
Prince Buster,
Fela Kuti,
Albert Ayler,
The Searchers,
Wings,
The Dave Clark Five,
Slick Rick,
Roxy Music,
Niagra,
Blake Baxter,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cameo,
Tim Buckley,
Jeff Lynne,
Scientists,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sister Nancy,
Siglo XX,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The United States of America,
Lou Christie,
Harry Pussy,
Soulsonic Force,
The Vogues,
The Fugs,
Jeru the Damaja,
Schoolly D,
The Star Department,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Groovy Waters,
The Slackers,
Los Fastidios,
Jeff Mills,
Barrington Levy,
Bluetip,
Godley & Creme,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rufus Thomas,
Faraquet,
Minny Pops,
Infiniti,
MC5,
Ultra Naté,
Make Up, Make Up, Make Up, Make Up.
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.