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 Armenia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the dance 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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barrington Levy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
Toni Rubio,
Rotary Connection,
Sister Nancy,
Agitation Free,
8 Eyed Spy,
Derrick May,
Zero Boys,
Barbara Tucker,
Brick,
The Fire Engines,
Adolescents,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
MC5,
Scion,
JFA,
Hoover,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Heaven 17,
E-Dancer,
Fat Boys,
Blancmange,
Susan Cadogan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sixth Finger,
Flash Fearless,
Oblivians,
Dead Boys,
Moebius,
Subhumans,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mars,
Idris Muhammad,
Kaleidoscope,
Outsiders,
The Velvet Underground,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Seeds,
The J.B.'s,
Sun Ra,
The Blackbyrds,
Scratch Acid,
The Zeros,
Pantaleimon,
The Mummies,
Robert Görl,
Steve Hackett,
Robert Wyatt,
Newcleus,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jeru the Damaja,
Flamin' Groovies,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
John Lydon,
Bobby Sherman,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Shadows of Knight,
La Düsseldorf,
Lou Reed,
Los Fastidios,
The Slackers,
Neil Young,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.