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 Dominica and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 oboe 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the jazz 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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All The Angels of Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
Johnny Osbourne,
Underground Resistance,
Tom Boy,
The Busters,
Severed Heads,
Mad Mike,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Freddie Wadling,
Bronski Beat,
Mars,
The Cowsills,
The Young Rascals,
Scrapy,
Magazine,
Curtis Mayfield,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Coltrane,
Johnny Clarke,
ABC,
Agent Orange,
One Last Wish,
Godley & Creme,
Angry Samoans,
the Germs,
Lower 48,
Q65,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hashim,
Wally Richardson,
The Buckinghams,
CMW,
The Gap Band,
The Sound,
Animal Collective,
Harmonia,
Hasil Adkins,
The Sonics,
Zapp,
The Dave Clark Five,
Metal Thangz,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Vogues,
Panda Bear,
This Heat,
The Fuzztones,
Goldenarms,
Half Japanese,
the Slits,
Stetsasonic,
The Modern Lovers,
Second Layer,
A Certain Ratio,
Suburban Knight,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Fire Engines,
Joyce Sims,
Warsaw,
Traffic Nightmare,
Eden Ahbez,
Arab on Radar,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.