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 Malta and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 arpeggiator 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 Minutemen to the grunge 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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
The Smiths,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Be Bop Deluxe,
New Order,
Glambeats Corp.,
Loose Ends,
F. McDonald,
In Retrospect,
The Fire Engines,
Alphaville,
kango's stein massive,
Max Romeo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Livin' Joy,
Eli Mardock,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Erykah Badu,
The Slits,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Vladislav Delay,
Excepter,
The Motions,
World's Most,
The Mojo Men,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Index,
Juan Atkins,
Soul II Soul,
One Last Wish,
Spandau Ballet,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Toasters,
Fatback Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Vogues,
Rotary Connection,
The Moleskins,
ABC,
LL Cool J,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fat Boys,
Gabor Szabo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Das Ding,
Minnie Riperton,
Marine Girls,
Cameo,
Visage,
Pet Shop Boys,
Howard Jones,
Matthew Bourne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Procol Harum,
Chris & Cosey,
Ossler,
Siglo XX,
Japan,
Bobby Sherman,
Bizarre Inc.,
R.M.O.,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.