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 Nicaragua and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Neu! to the electroclash 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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Motorama,
Joe Smooth,
The American Breed,
Circle Jerks,
Quantec,
The Move,
Crime,
Mr. Review,
Young Marble Giants,
Hardrive,
Television,
Yellowson,
Ohio Players,
EPMD,
Mission of Burma,
Archie Shepp,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Nils Olav,
Alphaville,
Newcleus,
Rosa Yemen,
the Swans,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Negative Approach,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Michelle Simonal,
Reuben Wilson,
The Motions,
Scion,
Intrusion,
The Blues Magoos,
Depeche Mode,
Inner City,
D'Angelo,
Agent Orange,
Scan 7,
Donny Hathaway,
Wings,
The Wake,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aswad,
Arab on Radar,
Darondo,
Mark Hollis,
Monks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lungfish,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Barclay James Harvest,
Adolescents,
Ludus,
Maleditus Sound,
Junior Murvin,
The Victims,
the Normal,
Flamin' Groovies,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Electric Prunes,
John Foxx,
Amazonics,
Mandrill,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.