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 Tajikistan and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks to the disco 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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Yazoo,
Johnny Clarke,
X-Ray Spex,
Liliput,
Barbara Tucker,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ronan,
The Grass Roots,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Outsiders,
Fatback Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Durutti Column,
Boogie Down Productions,
Erasure,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Minor Threat,
Television,
The Pretty Things,
Godley & Creme,
Delta 5,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
World's Most,
Animal Collective,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
T. Rex,
Unwound,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Cure,
The Cramps,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Parry Music,
The Remains,
Mars,
Malaria!,
48th St. Collective,
Negative Approach,
Minutemen,
Scan 7,
Crash Course in Science,
Pantaleimon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dennis Brown,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tomorrow,
A Certain Ratio,
Toni Rubio,
Sister Nancy,
The Mummies,
Agent Orange,
Gil Scott Heron,
Newcleus,
DNA,
The Gladiators,
Q65,
Section 25,
The Moleskins,
The Fugs,
Cameo,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.