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 Portland.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Boredoms,
The Young Rascals,
Mission of Burma,
Minny Pops,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Maleditus Sound,
The Wake,
Soul II Soul,
Ultimate Spinach,
Drive Like Jehu,
Fear,
Albert Ayler,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Panda Bear,
Lebanon Hanover,
Can,
The Sisters of Mercy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Althea and Donna,
The Moleskins,
Brand Nubian,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Young Marble Giants,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dark Day,
Livin' Joy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Alton Ellis,
MDC,
Slave,
Delta 5,
Lower 48,
Dual Sessions,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Mojo Men,
Roy Ayers,
Symarip,
ABBA,
Rapeman,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bluetip,
Arcadia,
The Last Poets,
Joey Negro,
The Slackers,
Barbara Tucker,
Gichy Dan,
Jawbox,
Echospace,
Zapp,
Iggy Pop,
Slick Rick,
Cal Tjader,
Brothers Johnson,
New Order,
Neil Young,
Isaac Hayes,
The Walker Brothers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Avey Tare,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.