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 Spain and from Salvador.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Scion to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
June of 44,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Barry Ungar,
Ronan,
Scrapy,
Gerry Rafferty,
Joensuu 1685,
a-ha,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Todd Terry,
Gong,
Index,
Danielle Patucci,
the Human League,
The Busters,
These Immortal Souls,
UT,
Accadde A,
Lucky Dragons,
Junior Murvin,
Stereo Dub,
John Coltrane,
Nico,
KRS-One,
Lindisfarne,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Erykah Badu,
Gregory Isaacs,
T. Rex,
Lou Reed,
The Saints,
Flipper,
A Certain Ratio,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Echospace,
Jeff Lynne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Patti Smith,
The Dave Clark Five,
Electric Prunes,
Bang On A Can,
Janne Schatter,
the Soft Cell,
Dual Sessions,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Germs,
Skarface,
Parry Music,
Mad Mike,
Eric Copeland,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ituana,
the Fania All-Stars,
Arcadia,
Barrington Levy,
Ultra Naté,
Alphaville,
The Detroit Cobras,
Yaz,
Amon Düül,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.