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 Ecuador and from Johannesburg.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Drexciya to the funk 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 Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Nirvana,
Niagra,
The Victims,
Brass Construction,
Todd Terry,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Smog,
Byron Stingily,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pylon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Aswad,
Carl Craig,
Girls At Our Best!,
MDC,
The Selecter,
Michelle Simonal,
Accadde A,
Yellowson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Chris Corsano,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Minor Threat,
Derrick May,
June Days,
Blancmange,
Silicon Teens,
Ultra Naté,
Grandmaster Flash,
UT,
Funky Four + One,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Bar-Kays,
Au Pairs,
Wolf Eyes,
The Fuzztones,
Marvin Gaye,
The Remains,
Suburban Knight,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Misunderstood,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Yusef Lateef,
Section 25,
Unrelated Segments,
Neu!,
Lee Hazlewood,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Spandau Ballet,
Scan 7,
Second Layer,
Little Man,
David McCallum,
ABBA,
Grey Daturas,
Altered Images,
Faust,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.