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 Costa Rica and from Seoul.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Fluxion to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Yaz,
Desert Stars,
Davy DMX,
Marmalade,
The Searchers,
CMW,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Seeds,
Moss Icon,
Jeff Lynne,
The Cramps,
Hasil Adkins,
Charles Mingus,
Little Man,
Lee Hazlewood,
Eve St. Jones,
Theoretical Girls,
Ralphi Rosario,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Modern Lovers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
New Age Steppers,
The Sound,
Drive Like Jehu,
Public Enemy,
Bob Dylan,
Black Moon,
the Slits,
Camouflage,
Icehouse,
Radio Birdman,
Suicide,
Iggy Pop,
Deadbeat,
Swans,
The Buckinghams,
Johnny Clarke,
Peter and Kerry,
The Star Department,
Crooked Eye,
T.S.O.L.,
The Remains,
Chrome,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Oblivians,
Cheater Slicks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sällskapet,
A Certain Ratio,
The American Breed,
Chris Corsano,
Television Personalities,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Angels of Light,
Tears for Fears,
The Knickerbockers,
Country Teasers,
Monks,
Ten City,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sparks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.