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 Guatemala and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 Cecil Taylor to the techno 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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doobie Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Barry Ungar,
The Beau Brummels,
Mission of Burma,
Amazonics,
Gregory Isaacs,
Byron Stingily,
FM Einheit,
the Association,
L. Decosne,
Desert Stars,
Gang of Four,
Eden Ahbez,
Henry Cow,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bill Wells,
Hoover,
Grey Daturas,
The Raincoats,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kaleidoscope,
Television Personalities,
Bluetip,
Jawbox,
Harmonia,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tubeway Army,
Yellowson,
Japan,
Tears for Fears,
Gastr Del Sol,
LL Cool J,
World's Most,
Niagra,
Eli Mardock,
Fela Kuti,
Gang Starr,
U.S. Maple,
The Busters,
Symarip,
cv313,
Depeche Mode,
Camouflage,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lebanon Hanover,
Boogie Down Productions,
Thompson Twins,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scratch Acid,
Oneida,
Interpol,
Glenn Branca,
The Motions,
Dorothy Ashby,
Big Daddy Kane,
Aaron Thompson,
The Detroit Cobras,
Dual Sessions,
Pussy Galore,
Lightning Bolt,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.