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 Vanuatu and from Halifax.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 sitar 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minnie Riperton 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Derrick Morgan,
Bobby Byrd,
Brick,
The Blackbyrds,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Fugazi,
Sugar Minott,
The Slackers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Q and Not U,
Barbara Tucker,
The Dave Clark Five,
Spoonie Gee,
The Star Department,
Janne Schatter,
Ultimate Spinach,
Thee Headcoats,
Masters at Work,
Howard Jones,
Interpol,
the Human League,
Donny Hathaway,
Television Personalities,
Siglo XX,
Unrelated Segments,
The Saints,
Alton Ellis,
Junior Murvin,
F. McDonald,
Scan 7,
The Gories,
Barrington Levy,
Franke,
cv313,
a-ha,
Blake Baxter,
Juan Atkins,
Maleditus Sound,
Agitation Free,
Pagans,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rhythm & Sound,
Barry Ungar,
Agent Orange,
Von Mondo,
The Toasters,
Mission of Burma,
Jeff Mills,
Delta 5,
The Move,
the Slits,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Pretty Things,
JFA,
Trumans Water,
Wasted Youth,
Youth Brigade,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Yazoo,
Barclay James Harvest,
Suburban Knight,
Au Pairs,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.