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 Finland and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 harpsichord 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 Monks to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
The Smoke,
Pet Shop Boys,
Black Bananas,
Kurtis Blow,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Flamin' Groovies,
Hasil Adkins,
Fugazi,
Marvin Gaye,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rotary Connection,
Juan Atkins,
Cabaret Voltaire,
DNA,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Derrick Morgan,
Sam Rivers,
R.M.O.,
Stereo Dub,
The Residents,
Section 25,
Joe Smooth,
Mark Hollis,
ABC,
The Durutti Column,
The Blues Magoos,
Sister Nancy,
June of 44,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bad Manners,
Liliput,
Joe Finger,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Avey Tare,
CMW,
The Slackers,
Letta Mbulu,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Motions,
Josef K,
Von Mondo,
Maleditus Sound,
The Kinks,
The Buckinghams,
The Fortunes,
The United States of America,
Eurythmics,
Robert Görl,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kool Moe Dee,
Spandau Ballet,
Delta 5,
Ken Boothe,
Kas Product,
Pylon,
Scientists,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sarah Menescal,
Michelle Simonal,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.