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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the grunge 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All The Detroit Cobras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
UT,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Sonics,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bang On A Can,
Girls At Our Best!,
Flash Fearless,
Model 500,
Zapp,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Stooges,
Gastr Del Sol,
Anthony Braxton,
Letta Mbulu,
Skarface,
Amon Düül II,
Duran Duran,
Cecil Taylor,
Youth Brigade,
ABBA,
Charles Mingus,
Glenn Branca,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Moss Icon,
Eric Dolphy,
The Trojans,
Gregory Isaacs,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eric Copeland,
The Invisible,
Rekid,
Ice-T,
The Music Machine,
Byron Stingily,
John Coltrane,
Monks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Moleskins,
The Cowsills,
MDC,
The Velvet Underground,
Joey Negro,
The Index,
R.M.O.,
Sonny Sharrock,
Echospace,
Arthur Verocai,
Depeche Mode,
The Offenders,
Arcadia,
Mars,
Porter Ricks,
Rakim,
Masters at Work,
The Gap Band,
The Walker Brothers,
Agitation Free,
The Neon Judgement,
AZ,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.