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 El Salvador and from Edmonton.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the jazz 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Bananas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tubeway Army,
EPMD,
China Crisis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Outsiders,
Brand Nubian,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Niagra,
The Saints,
Stiv Bators,
Kerri Chandler,
David Axelrod,
Oblivians,
Bush Tetras,
The Victims,
The Neon Judgement,
Roxette,
Gabor Szabo,
Soulsonic Force,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gil Scott Heron,
Inner City,
Davy DMX,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Deepchord,
Lucky Dragons,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Television,
Accadde A,
Judy Mowatt,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Brick,
MC5,
Nik Kershaw,
The Red Krayola,
Joyce Sims,
Warsaw,
Soft Cell,
Grey Daturas,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Donny Hathaway,
Silicon Teens,
Cheater Slicks,
Bad Manners,
The Fall,
Joe Finger,
Moebius,
Masters at Work,
Supertramp,
The Slackers,
OOIOO,
Cal Tjader,
Max Romeo,
K-Klass,
Hardrive,
Wasted Youth,
John Lydon,
Schoolly D,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.