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 China and from Bologna.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Lou Reed 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 Lou Christie to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
This Heat,
Funkadelic,
Kerrie Biddell,
Flash Fearless,
The Residents,
Morten Harket,
Brand Nubian,
World's Most,
Pussy Galore,
Ultra Naté,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Mojo Men,
Royal Trux,
In Retrospect,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Grass Roots,
Sparks,
Slave,
Crispian St. Peters,
cv313,
Deepchord,
Bobby Womack,
the Association,
Bluetip,
Sonic Youth,
Model 500,
Moby Grape,
Nation of Ulysses,
Agent Orange,
Eric Dolphy,
Au Pairs,
Youth Brigade,
Rapeman,
Rufus Thomas,
Dark Day,
Davy DMX,
DNA,
The New Christs,
The Evens,
Rekid,
The Cure,
Peter & Gordon,
A Flock of Seagulls,
B.T. Express,
John Lydon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fatback Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
Faraquet,
The Searchers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
John Holt,
Scientists,
Bronski Beat,
China Crisis,
The Tremeloes,
Scott Walker,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Wake,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.