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 Korea North and from Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Swell Maps to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
Newcleus,
Boredoms,
Jimmy McGriff,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Depeche Mode,
Alice Coltrane,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Zapp,
Godley & Creme,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Normal,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
H. Thieme,
The Vogues,
Erykah Badu,
Tres Demented,
Tom Boy,
Black Moon,
Johnny Osbourne,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Johnny Clarke,
EPMD,
Essential Logic,
Pantaleimon,
Aswad,
Maurizio,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Radiopuhelimet,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Patti Smith,
Girls At Our Best!,
Amon Düül,
Q65,
Procol Harum,
FM Einheit,
Chrome,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Icehouse,
Organ,
The Kinks,
Ken Boothe,
Susan Cadogan,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Gap Band,
Hoover,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Charles Mingus,
Bobby Womack,
Jerry's Kids,
The Seeds,
Crash Course in Science,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hardrive,
K-Klass,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jeff Lynne,
the Slits,
Gang Green,
Bronski Beat,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.