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 United States 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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manila.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Alton Ellis to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All PIL 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 jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
One Last Wish,
Thompson Twins,
Skaos,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Piero Umiliani,
The Divine Comedy,
Unrelated Segments,
Siglo XX,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rod Modell,
John Foxx,
Agent Orange,
Organ,
Eve St. Jones,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Todd Terry,
June of 44,
Mandrill,
CMW,
Blossom Toes,
U.S. Maple,
Crime,
Blake Baxter,
Kenny Larkin,
Massinfluence,
Sexual Harrassment,
Schoolly D,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Scratch Acid,
Big Daddy Kane,
Avey Tare,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Radio Birdman,
Parry Music,
Lungfish,
The Tremeloes,
F. McDonald,
Thee Headcoats,
Fluxion,
Main Source,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Bar-Kays,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pagans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Aaron Thompson,
Average White Band,
Jawbox,
Dennis Brown,
Fatback Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
DNA,
Jeff Mills,
The Cramps,
Groovy Waters,
The Zeros,
Junior Murvin,
Roxy Music,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.