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 Peru and from New York.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sister Nancy to the grunge 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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Walker Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
David Bowie,
Scott Walker,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ituana,
Man Parrish,
Boz Scaggs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Little Man,
The Real Kids,
Idris Muhammad,
Moss Icon,
Clear Light,
Technova,
Model 500,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Association,
Nils Olav,
Glambeats Corp.,
Thompson Twins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Metal Thangz,
Outsiders,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Offenders,
Severed Heads,
Maurizio,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
B.T. Express,
La Düsseldorf,
Warsaw,
The Dead C,
Al Stewart,
Mad Mike,
Lindisfarne,
The Saints,
Bob Dylan,
Fatback Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Japan,
Spoonie Gee,
Ornette Coleman,
Liliput,
Radiohead,
Rosa Yemen,
Surgeon,
Symarip,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kaleidoscope,
Rotary Connection,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Fortunes,
The Pretty Things,
Mo-Dettes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Patti Smith,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
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.