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 United Kingdom and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Janne Schatter to the crunk 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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee 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 marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Quantec,
The Alarm Clocks,
Minor Threat,
Joey Negro,
Lee Hazlewood,
JFA,
Amon Düül II,
Barry Ungar,
Brand Nubian,
Juan Atkins,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jerry's Kids,
Lucky Dragons,
Y Pants,
Shuggie Otis,
Sparks,
The Flesh Eaters,
Altered Images,
The Zeros,
Severed Heads,
Cybotron,
Rekid,
Scrapy,
Black Moon,
Barrington Levy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Saints,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Monochrome Set,
The Motions,
Laurel Aitken,
Robert Hood,
Neu!,
Make Up,
Godley & Creme,
Organ,
the Slits,
Peter and Kerry,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Matthew Halsall,
Mad Mike,
Black Pus,
Johnny Clarke,
Khruangbin,
Jeff Lynne,
Parry Music,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bad Manners,
The Gap Band,
Infiniti,
Susan Cadogan,
The Blues Magoos,
Mark Hollis,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gichy Dan,
Aswad,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.