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 St Lucia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Kool Moe Dee to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Piero Umiliani record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
Zero Boys,
The Remains,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Sonics,
The Grass Roots,
Max Romeo,
UT,
Bootsy Collins,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tommy Roe,
Yaz,
Japan,
Interpol,
Soft Cell,
the Soft Cell,
Massinfluence,
Quantec,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Shuggie Otis,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sällskapet,
Marine Girls,
Brothers Johnson,
Black Pus,
Adolescents,
Davy DMX,
Blancmange,
The Dirtbombs,
Swell Maps,
The Real Kids,
Soft Machine,
Roger Hodgson,
Donny Hathaway,
Avey Tare,
The Slackers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Robert Wyatt,
Hoover,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bronski Beat,
Tres Demented,
John Lydon,
The Black Dice,
Masters at Work,
The Mummies,
Arthur Verocai,
Basic Channel,
Radio Birdman,
Moby Grape,
John Foxx,
David McCallum,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mr. Review,
Gregory Isaacs,
Dennis Brown,
Archie Shepp,
Barrington Levy,
Toni Rubio,
R.M.O.,
Bill Near,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.