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 Israel and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon 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 a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric B and Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
EPMD,
Juan Atkins,
The Grass Roots,
Siglo XX,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Aswad,
OOIOO,
The Pop Group,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mission of Burma,
Unwound,
Circle Jerks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Duran Duran,
ABC,
Robert Hood,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Groovy Waters,
Deadbeat,
Steve Hackett,
Funkadelic,
Peter and Kerry,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Junior Murvin,
Sun City Girls,
Dennis Brown,
Agent Orange,
The Electric Prunes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Standells,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marine Girls,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Roy Ayers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pierre Henry,
DJ Sneak,
Alphaville,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Star Department,
The Smiths,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pagans,
Colin Newman,
The Monks,
One Last Wish,
The Monochrome Set,
Surgeon,
T. Rex,
the Soft Cell,
R.M.O.,
Tres Demented,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eden Ahbez,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Music Machine,
Alice Coltrane,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.