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 Romania and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 organ 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Absolute Body Control record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
The Barracudas,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rotary Connection,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scott Walker,
Mantronix,
London Community Gospel Choir,
PIL,
Erasure,
John Lydon,
the Slits,
Maurizio,
Black Sheep,
Ossler,
Angry Samoans,
The Tremeloes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Roxette,
Black Pus,
Joyce Sims,
One Last Wish,
Zapp,
The Smoke,
The American Breed,
The Beau Brummels,
Subhumans,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Skatalites,
Lou Christie,
Charles Mingus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Radio Birdman,
Sister Nancy,
Porter Ricks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sexual Harrassment,
Echospace,
The Monochrome Set,
The Electric Prunes,
Nico,
Soulsonic Force,
AZ,
Young Marble Giants,
Wasted Youth,
Blake Baxter,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eric Copeland,
The Grass Roots,
The Black Dice,
Half Japanese,
Delta 5,
Aural Exciters,
Neil Young,
Michelle Simonal,
D'Angelo,
The United States of America,
The Monks,
the Soft Cell,
Ludus,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.