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 India and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Aswad to the rock 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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Alarm Clocks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lungfish,
Amon Düül,
Moebius,
The Busters,
Schoolly D,
Bizarre Inc.,
Suburban Knight,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Essential Logic,
Q65,
Nation of Ulysses,
Visage,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eric Dolphy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pulsallama,
Icehouse,
Roger Hodgson,
Cluster,
The Vogues,
Banda Bassotti,
T.S.O.L.,
The Human League,
Barrington Levy,
Quando Quango,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Half Japanese,
Max Romeo,
The Red Krayola,
Swell Maps,
Subhumans,
Sex Pistols,
The Buckinghams,
Hashim,
Grey Daturas,
The Moleskins,
Joensuu 1685,
Moss Icon,
Saccharine Trust,
Andrew Hill,
Crash Course in Science,
Minor Threat,
Jerry's Kids,
John Foxx,
Fad Gadget,
Can,
The Leaves,
Liliput,
Moby Grape,
The Standells,
David Bowie,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Joey Negro,
Adolescents,
Masters at Work,
The Electric Prunes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Clear Light,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.