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 France and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 rhodes 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 Stiv Bators to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
The Busters,
The Victims,
Lalann,
X-Ray Spex,
Vladislav Delay,
David Axelrod,
Tom Boy,
Visage,
Echospace,
10cc,
Soft Cell,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Roxette,
The Remains,
Desert Stars,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Darondo,
The Sound,
Electric Prunes,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Barclay James Harvest,
John Lydon,
Tomorrow,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Black Flag,
Man Eating Sloth,
Crispy Ambulance,
Peter & Gordon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The J.B.'s,
Pulsallama,
Blancmange,
Joe Smooth,
Kaleidoscope,
Jawbox,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Buckinghams,
Cal Tjader,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Maurizio,
Jimmy McGriff,
Popol Vuh,
Godley & Creme,
Marine Girls,
Eurythmics,
the Slits,
Janne Schatter,
H. Thieme,
Grandmaster Flash,
Judy Mowatt,
Oneida,
Bad Manners,
Don Cherry,
Joey Negro,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sarah Menescal,
Fear,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.