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 Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 snare 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth 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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Tim Buckley,
Judy Mowatt,
Ice-T,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Excepter,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Terry Callier,
Wolf Eyes,
Talk Talk,
The Techniques,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Brothers Johnson,
Joensuu 1685,
Masters at Work,
Marvin Gaye,
Deadbeat,
Idris Muhammad,
The Barracudas,
Wally Richardson,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Fugs,
Sam Rivers,
Country Teasers,
Bootsy Collins,
Grey Daturas,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Alphaville,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Patti Smith,
New York Dolls,
The Happenings,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Anakelly,
Gichy Dan,
Sixth Finger,
Kayak,
Boz Scaggs,
Jacob Miller,
Flipper,
Newcleus,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Nils Olav,
Bobby Womack,
Con Funk Shun,
The Fuzztones,
Erykah Badu,
Cybotron,
8 Eyed Spy,
Zero Boys,
Negative Approach,
Scion,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rhythm & Sound,
Oneida,
Rekid,
The Beau Brummels,
Harmonia,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.