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 Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Kenny Larkin to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Move. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Carl Craig record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
Slave,
Jacob Miller,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Reuben Wilson,
MC5,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Au Pairs,
Lower 48,
Mo-Dettes,
Nils Olav,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kaleidoscope,
Amon Düül II,
Ultravox,
Harmonia,
T. Rex,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Cowsills,
DJ Sneak,
June of 44,
Moby Grape,
Brand Nubian,
Agitation Free,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bizarre Inc.,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bang On A Can,
The Fall,
Metal Thangz,
PIL,
Funky Four + One,
Fad Gadget,
Don Cherry,
Colin Newman,
One Last Wish,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Monks,
Donny Hathaway,
Ronan,
The Searchers,
Joey Negro,
Johnny Clarke,
Pere Ubu,
the Sonics,
Youth Brigade,
Altered Images,
Rufus Thomas,
R.M.O.,
The Fuzztones,
Jawbox,
Josef K,
Symarip,
Scion,
Depeche Mode,
The Motions,
Lindisfarne,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.