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 Greece and from Taipei.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 spring reverb 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 Sällskapet to the disco 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 Sexual Harrassment. All the underground hits.
All Richard Hell and the Voidoids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
B.T. Express,
The Moleskins,
Rekid,
Wasted Youth,
Lee Hazlewood,
Erasure,
The Beau Brummels,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gang Starr,
Fat Boys,
The Tremeloes,
Jacob Miller,
The Mummies,
Byron Stingily,
Suburban Knight,
Vladislav Delay,
The Young Rascals,
David McCallum,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Association,
The Toasters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pylon,
The Red Krayola,
Ultravox,
The New Christs,
The Music Machine,
Curtis Mayfield,
Surgeon,
Cecil Taylor,
Section 25,
The Count Five,
Little Man,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Flipper,
Kaleidoscope,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bang On A Can,
Skaos,
Hardrive,
JFA,
Pere Ubu,
Alphaville,
Flash Fearless,
The Electric Prunes,
Thee Headcoats,
Archie Shepp,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Robert Wyatt,
the Normal,
Quando Quango,
Ornette Coleman,
Los Fastidios,
Donald Byrd,
Charles Mingus,
Nick Fraelich,
Idris Muhammad,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eden Ahbez,
Lucky Dragons,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.