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 Guyana and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 organ 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 Tomorrow to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All Sexual Harrassment tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Busters,
Erasure,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Doors,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Thee Headcoats,
Kaleidoscope,
Sonny Sharrock,
Al Stewart,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kenny Larkin,
8 Eyed Spy,
Hasil Adkins,
AZ,
Pantaleimon,
The Selecter,
Lou Christie,
Fugazi,
The United States of America,
Lalann,
Q and Not U,
Adolescents,
Tomorrow,
Andrew Hill,
Rhythm & Sound,
Banda Bassotti,
Ituana,
The Monochrome Set,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Beau Brummels,
Ohio Players,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Faraquet,
Surgeon,
Massinfluence,
Deakin,
Bobby Byrd,
Royal Trux,
Ken Boothe,
Quantec,
New Age Steppers,
Black Bananas,
Tim Buckley,
Glenn Branca,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Motions,
Marshall Jefferson,
The J.B.'s,
Slick Rick,
The Gap Band,
Popol Vuh,
Man Eating Sloth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Association,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Invisible,
Shuggie Otis,
Marvin Gaye,
Howard Jones,
The Monks, The Monks, The Monks, The Monks.
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.