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 Malaysia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bill Near to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cymande,
the Sonics,
The Young Rascals,
Brass Construction,
the Fania All-Stars,
Tommy Roe,
Urselle,
Sex Pistols,
Robert Görl,
Todd Terry,
the Soft Cell,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Sonics,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Crooked Eye,
The Slackers,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Pretty Things,
Nik Kershaw,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Vainqueur,
Amon Düül II,
Scott Walker,
Black Bananas,
The Slits,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Faust,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
MDC,
Tomorrow,
Eddi Front,
Colin Newman,
Crime,
Malaria!,
CMW,
Ten City,
EPMD,
DJ Style,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Fuzztones,
Quando Quango,
Dual Sessions,
Cluster,
The Velvet Underground,
La Düsseldorf,
June Days,
Kerri Chandler,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Unrelated Segments,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Mojo Men,
Franke,
Mo-Dettes,
Magma,
Television Personalities,
B.T. Express,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Yellowson,
Jimmy McGriff,
Camberwell Now,
The New Christs,
Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.
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.