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 Nigeria and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe 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 Tres Demented to the funk 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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Henry Cow,
The Stooges,
The Young Rascals,
cv313,
Lalo Schifrin,
Dual Sessions,
Ronnie Foster,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Fall,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Wake,
Boogie Down Productions,
Max Romeo,
Tommy Roe,
Whodini,
Joyce Sims,
Tom Boy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Subhumans,
Young Marble Giants,
Big Daddy Kane,
Q65,
Deakin,
The Gap Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cluster,
The Golliwogs,
The Tremeloes,
Camouflage,
The Sound,
Scrapy,
World's Most,
Pere Ubu,
Marshall Jefferson,
Carl Craig,
The Trojans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
John Lydon,
Quantec,
Erasure,
L. Decosne,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Warsaw,
Soulsonic Force,
Bill Near,
Bush Tetras,
Joe Smooth,
Alton Ellis,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Terrestrial Tones,
Reuben Wilson,
The Selecter,
Nation of Ulysses,
UT,
Black Bananas,
David Axelrod,
Liliput,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Martian,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.