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 Barbados and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 JFA to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Graham Central Station,
Eddi Front,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Trojans,
Average White Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Dave Gahan,
The Beau Brummels,
Hot Snakes,
Scratch Acid,
The Zeros,
The Five Americans,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ituana,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rites of Spring,
Kevin Saunderson,
Model 500,
Cameo,
Loose Ends,
Leonard Cohen,
Motorama,
T. Rex,
Tim Buckley,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Neon Judgement,
Ossler,
Josef K,
Faraquet,
It's A Beautiful Day,
E-Dancer,
Harmonia,
Zero Boys,
The Smoke,
Roger Hodgson,
Duran Duran,
Eden Ahbez,
The Victims,
Reagan Youth,
Kurtis Blow,
Absolute Body Control,
Rod Modell,
Jerry's Kids,
Pierre Henry,
Thompson Twins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Danielle Patucci,
Fat Boys,
Sun City Girls,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Seeds,
Eli Mardock,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sam Rivers,
Television Personalities,
June Days,
Amon Düül II,
Franke,
B.T. Express,
Livin' Joy,
Half Japanese,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.