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 Finland and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 oboe 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 Barbara Tucker to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
Make Up,
Todd Rundgren,
Yazoo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Tres Demented,
Steve Hackett,
Eric Dolphy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Interpol,
Lightning Bolt,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bobby Sherman,
Mission of Burma,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Model 500,
Jimmy McGriff,
Zapp,
Piero Umiliani,
Tubeway Army,
Fatback Band,
Aswad,
Carl Craig,
Eddi Front,
Black Bananas,
Youth Brigade,
Bluetip,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Avey Tare,
Heaven 17,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kayak,
The Young Rascals,
The Fire Engines,
The Barracudas,
Parry Music,
Wasted Youth,
Circle Jerks,
Half Japanese,
Lalann,
Roy Ayers,
Joensuu 1685,
Terry Callier,
Skaos,
Fluxion,
Fear,
MC5,
Hashim,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Mojo Men,
The American Breed,
Animal Collective,
Ornette Coleman,
The Raincoats,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Trojans,
Boogie Down Productions,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.