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 Romania and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 American Breed to the disco 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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fela Kuti,
Davy DMX,
kango's stein massive,
Sonny Sharrock,
Boogie Down Productions,
Adolescents,
Royal Trux,
Q and Not U,
The Monks,
Schoolly D,
Scratch Acid,
Black Pus,
Ice-T,
Albert Ayler,
the Normal,
Eric Dolphy,
Bootsy Collins,
Stetsasonic,
Bad Manners,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Symarip,
Howard Jones,
Pantaleimon,
U.S. Maple,
AZ,
Minor Threat,
Barbara Tucker,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Alarm Clocks,
Soul II Soul,
Connie Case,
Lindisfarne,
Grandmaster Flash,
K-Klass,
Dark Day,
Nick Fraelich,
Unwound,
China Crisis,
Rod Modell,
Metal Thangz,
Fluxion,
The Grass Roots,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Fat Boys,
Dennis Brown,
Soft Cell,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Sonics,
T.S.O.L.,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mad Mike,
Warsaw,
Flipper,
Aloha Tigers,
Tom Boy,
Peter & Gordon,
David McCallum,
The Seeds,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.