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 Sierra Leone and from Cairo.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Woodstock.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Hashim to the rap 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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Sister Nancy,
The Sound,
Rapeman,
Ken Boothe,
Sixth Finger,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare,
Janne Schatter,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Stooges,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jacques Brel,
Radio Birdman,
Slick Rick,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Piero Umiliani,
Surgeon,
Nick Fraelich,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Wings,
The Motions,
The Kinks,
Oneida,
Gichy Dan,
Max Romeo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
the Sonics,
A Certain Ratio,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Smoke,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Moss Icon,
The Misunderstood,
Bill Near,
Tres Demented,
Pere Ubu,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Josef K,
F. McDonald,
Brothers Johnson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Marine Girls,
Aswad,
The Sonics,
Brick,
Warren Ellis,
Index,
Outsiders,
The Martian,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pantytec,
Joy Division,
Kool Moe Dee,
Flipper,
Robert Görl,
Laurel Aitken,
Icehouse,
Television Personalities,
Sällskapet,
X-101,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.