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 Tonga and from Taipei.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ 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 Cheater Slicks to the jazz 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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rekid,
Rotary Connection,
The Gories,
Lou Reed,
Stereo Dub,
The Zeros,
Minor Threat,
Pulsallama,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Panda Bear,
Visage,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Agitation Free,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Talk Talk,
The Names,
Minnie Riperton,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Shadows of Knight,
Angry Samoans,
Agent Orange,
Howard Jones,
Arab on Radar,
Eden Ahbez,
Chris Corsano,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Stooges,
Piero Umiliani,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
LL Cool J,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Motions,
the Germs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
New Order,
the Human League,
Lungfish,
Colin Newman,
Pussy Galore,
Shoche,
Alton Ellis,
Rakim,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kas Product,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Count Five,
Ultimate Spinach,
Siglo XX,
the Association,
Sugar Minott,
Delta 5,
The Slackers,
The Blackbyrds,
Danielle Patucci,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Joy Division,
Franke,
Bush Tetras,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dawn Penn,
The Red Krayola,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.