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 Pakistan and from Mexico City.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 rhodes 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 Jacob Miller to the crunk 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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon 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 a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Make Up,
The Sound,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kerri Chandler,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Iggy Pop,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Television,
The Tremeloes,
The Smiths,
The Move,
Joey Negro,
The Doobie Brothers,
R.M.O.,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
MC5,
T. Rex,
The Slits,
Howard Jones,
Eric B and Rakim,
Patti Smith,
Panda Bear,
New Order,
Pulsallama,
DJ Style,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Clear Light,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wire,
Camouflage,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Vogues,
The Index,
Flipper,
Chrome,
Amazonics,
The Young Rascals,
Glenn Branca,
Idris Muhammad,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Curtis Mayfield,
Derrick May,
Moby Grape,
The Gun Club,
Half Japanese,
Sparks,
Blossom Toes,
Jacob Miller,
Letta Mbulu,
Wasted Youth,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sonic Youth,
PIL,
Johnny Osbourne,
Suburban Knight,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bush Tetras,
Marc Almond,
Deepchord,
Tim Buckley,
Minor Threat,
Metal Thangz,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.