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 Burkina and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Misunderstood to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marmalade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Half Japanese,
Sun City Girls,
The Young Rascals,
Ultimate Spinach,
Carl Craig,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Radio Birdman,
Ronnie Foster,
Agent Orange,
Smog,
The Real Kids,
The Moody Blues,
Drexciya,
Audionom,
Mo-Dettes,
Bad Manners,
Q and Not U,
Lee Hazlewood,
Marmalade,
Eden Ahbez,
Oblivians,
Circle Jerks,
The Angels of Light,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sixth Finger,
Delta 5,
Echospace,
X-102,
Morten Harket,
Crispian St. Peters,
Dorothy Ashby,
Soulsonic Force,
A Certain Ratio,
Urselle,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Cheater Slicks,
The Moleskins,
Amon Düül II,
Tomorrow,
Thompson Twins,
Massinfluence,
Gerry Rafferty,
Motorama,
Blossom Toes,
The Index,
Chris Corsano,
Surgeon,
Bobby Womack,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sunsets and Hearts,
In Retrospect,
Suicide,
The Dead C,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lyres,
Boz Scaggs,
The Techniques,
CMW,
The Barracudas,
the Fania All-Stars,
Accadde A,
Kerri Chandler,
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.