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 Rwanda and from Tehran.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 The Kinks to the funk 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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
B.T. Express,
Stetsasonic,
R.M.O.,
Scientists,
Skriet,
X-102,
Gabor Szabo,
Gil Scott Heron,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Masters at Work,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Camberwell Now,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tom Boy,
the Sonics,
Slick Rick,
Joe Smooth,
Sonic Youth,
48th St. Collective,
The Misunderstood,
New York Dolls,
Byron Stingily,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ronnie Foster,
Dual Sessions,
Soulsonic Force,
The Seeds,
Khruangbin,
Minnie Riperton,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Erykah Badu,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Mummies,
Drive Like Jehu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
David Bowie,
Albert Ayler,
Matthew Halsall,
Goldenarms,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The American Breed,
Animal Collective,
Mission of Burma,
DJ Style,
Laurel Aitken,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Skarface,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nick Fraelich,
This Heat,
Ituana,
Glenn Branca,
Average White Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Swans,
Nils Olav,
The Stooges,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.