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 India and from Seoul.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Aswad,
Skaos,
Dawn Penn,
Gang of Four,
The Knickerbockers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gichy Dan,
Darondo,
Grey Daturas,
Babytalk,
Terry Callier,
Judy Mowatt,
World's Most,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sister Nancy,
Harmonia,
Maurizio,
Mo-Dettes,
Black Flag,
Depeche Mode,
Juan Atkins,
T. Rex,
Michelle Simonal,
E-Dancer,
The Standells,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Moleskins,
Charles Mingus,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Au Pairs,
Skriet,
John Holt,
Supertramp,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Electric Light Orchestra,
DJ Sneak,
Siglo XX,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Germs,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sällskapet,
The Zeros,
One Last Wish,
The Slackers,
Malaria!,
The Gladiators,
Animal Collective,
Audionom,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ultravox,
LL Cool J,
Metal Thangz,
Drexciya,
Vladislav Delay,
Jacques Brel,
Fad Gadget,
Accadde A,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra.
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.