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 Barbados and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ten City to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Tears for Fears,
Lee Hazlewood,
Oblivians,
Minnie Riperton,
Fat Boys,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Cowsills,
Soul Sonic Force,
Delon & Dalcan,
Joe Smooth,
Procol Harum,
China Crisis,
Amon Düül II,
Minor Threat,
Fugazi,
Camouflage,
Roger Hodgson,
Spandau Ballet,
FM Einheit,
Bob Dylan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Quantec,
Pole,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Avey Tare,
Mary Jane Girls,
Barrington Levy,
Sugar Minott,
The Buckinghams,
Newcleus,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Skriet,
Eddi Front,
Gang Starr,
Tomorrow,
Eric Copeland,
JFA,
The American Breed,
Peter and Kerry,
Todd Terry,
Ludus,
Lindisfarne,
Gregory Isaacs,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Associates,
Rosa Yemen,
Isaac Hayes,
Fad Gadget,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Outsiders,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Barracudas,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lakeside,
Joyce Sims,
Goldenarms,
Bill Wells,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.