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 France and from Calgary.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 China Crisis to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Chris Corsano,
the Sonics,
Connie Case,
ABBA,
Intrusion,
DJ Sneak,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mission of Burma,
Groovy Waters,
Rakim,
Nas,
Banda Bassotti,
Symarip,
Spoonie Gee,
Unrelated Segments,
The Modern Lovers,
Jacob Miller,
Eric Copeland,
Dark Day,
Tomorrow,
The Kinks,
Livin' Joy,
Faraquet,
Colin Newman,
48th St. Collective,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Negative Approach,
Blancmange,
Robert Hood,
X-102,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
June of 44,
Deadbeat,
Vainqueur,
Aswad,
The J.B.'s,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Desert Stars,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Royal Trux,
H. Thieme,
Monolake,
Nick Fraelich,
Mandrill,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Harmonia,
Massinfluence,
The Searchers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Freddie Wadling,
Q65,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ohio Players,
Kaleidoscope,
Country Joe & The Fish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Names,
the Normal,
Kerri Chandler,
Essential Logic,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.