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 Zambia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 David McCallum to the crunk 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 Fat Boys. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monks 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Ossler,
Darondo,
Faraquet,
One Last Wish,
The Golliwogs,
Lyres,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Tres Demented,
Bobby Byrd,
Stereo Dub,
Crime,
Magazine,
Godley & Creme,
DJ Style,
The Associates,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dead Boys,
Gong,
Roxette,
Dave Gahan,
The Fuzztones,
Wolf Eyes,
Crash Course in Science,
Alton Ellis,
Jacques Brel,
Trumans Water,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Mantronix,
Franke,
Flamin' Groovies,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sarah Menescal,
Depeche Mode,
the Bar-Kays,
Guru Guru,
Sixth Finger,
Barclay James Harvest,
Cal Tjader,
Lower 48,
The Dave Clark Five,
It's A Beautiful Day,
MC5,
Ludus,
Peter & Gordon,
Jeff Lynne,
Tubeway Army,
Warsaw,
Monolake,
Technova,
Black Moon,
Deepchord,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ice-T,
Yaz,
A Certain Ratio,
48th St. Collective,
Connie Case,
Lightning Bolt,
Charles Mingus,
PIL,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.