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 Seychelles and from Milan.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Saccharine Trust to the rap 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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
Supertramp,
Joensuu 1685,
La Düsseldorf,
KRS-One,
The Wake,
Bizarre Inc.,
The United States of America,
Gregory Isaacs,
One Last Wish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gap Band,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sound Behaviour,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
48th St. Collective,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Happenings,
Sandy B,
Unwound,
Groovy Waters,
Johnny Osbourne,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Zapp,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Leaves,
Slick Rick,
Angry Samoans,
Dark Day,
Khruangbin,
Dennis Brown,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Marine Girls,
Ronnie Foster,
The Fortunes,
June of 44,
Subhumans,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Zeros,
Robert Görl,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Symarip,
Danielle Patucci,
The Trojans,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Loose Ends,
Von Mondo,
Roger Hodgson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Martian,
David Axelrod,
the Association,
Minny Pops,
Los Fastidios,
Shoche,
Parry Music,
Girls At Our Best!,
A Certain Ratio,
Hashim,
Cameo, Cameo, Cameo, Cameo.
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.