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 Albania and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Suburban Knight to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Young Marble Giants. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Spoonie Gee,
Maleditus Sound,
Royal Trux,
Public Enemy,
Oblivians,
Boredoms,
The Gun Club,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Blake Baxter,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Monochrome Set,
Slave,
The Misunderstood,
The Count Five,
The Leaves,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
the Normal,
Alphaville,
Technova,
PIL,
The Golliwogs,
Ornette Coleman,
Q and Not U,
Black Bananas,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Tremeloes,
June of 44,
The Martian,
Reuben Wilson,
The New Christs,
Ronan,
the Soft Cell,
The Searchers,
Thompson Twins,
Boogie Down Productions,
Goldenarms,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wasted Youth,
Barbara Tucker,
The Move,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eden Ahbez,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Anakelly,
The Sound,
Nation of Ulysses,
Susan Cadogan,
Ralphi Rosario,
Leonard Cohen,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Fortunes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Radiohead,
Crime,
Minutemen,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.