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 Tuvalu and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 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 Alison Limerick to the rock 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 Crispian St. Peters. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glambeats Corp. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
The Divine Comedy,
Iggy Pop,
Unrelated Segments,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Normal,
The Gories,
The Busters,
Quadrant,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Slave,
Lalo Schifrin,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ice-T,
Supertramp,
Talk Talk,
Loose Ends,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Scion,
Lou Christie,
Marine Girls,
Quando Quango,
The Angels of Light,
Technova,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Masters at Work,
Lou Reed,
Rod Modell,
Whodini,
The Misunderstood,
Eve St. Jones,
Au Pairs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Alice Coltrane,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Boogie Down Productions,
KRS-One,
Blancmange,
Ultra Naté,
Ralphi Rosario,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Durutti Column,
Peter and Kerry,
Maleditus Sound,
Stiv Bators,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Black Moon,
Glenn Branca,
The Raincoats,
The Names,
Amazonics,
Al Stewart,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Clear Light,
Ultimate Spinach,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pantaleimon,
Ronan,
the Fania All-Stars,
Skriet,
Archie Shepp,
The Black Dice,
Josef K,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.