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 United Kingdom and from Columbus.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 jazz 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Green record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
Peter & Gordon,
Babytalk,
U.S. Maple,
Fugazi,
The Moody Blues,
Sparks,
D'Angelo,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Electric Prunes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Chrome,
Outsiders,
Roxette,
Inner City,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Siglo XX,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Swell Maps,
Eric Copeland,
Maleditus Sound,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Junior Murvin,
Loose Ends,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Alice Coltrane,
Amazonics,
Dave Gahan,
John Cale,
The Misunderstood,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Stockholm Monsters,
Blake Baxter,
Little Man,
Bauhaus,
OOIOO,
Zapp,
Kurtis Blow,
Simply Red,
Jacob Miller,
Malaria!,
Mandrill,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Metal Thangz,
The Music Machine,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Germs,
Suburban Knight,
Delon & Dalcan,
the Swans,
Cybotron,
Procol Harum,
Crash Course in Science,
Pagans,
Man Parrish,
Fluxion,
Lindisfarne,
Television,
Gong,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.