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 Brazil and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 synthesizer 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 Marine Girls 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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bronski Beat,
The Red Krayola,
DJ Sneak,
Organ,
The Durutti Column,
Tubeway Army,
Oblivians,
Ornette Coleman,
The Music Machine,
Angry Samoans,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bauhaus,
Rakim,
Infiniti,
The Gories,
June Days,
David Axelrod,
Rhythm & Sound,
Alton Ellis,
Livin' Joy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Cramps,
Zapp,
Lindisfarne,
FM Einheit,
Barbara Tucker,
The Mummies,
Wasted Youth,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Anthony Braxton,
Idris Muhammad,
the Bar-Kays,
Television Personalities,
Bobby Byrd,
B.T. Express,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Leonard Cohen,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ronan,
The Fall,
CMW,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Gap Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
EPMD,
Interpol,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Marcia Griffiths,
New York Dolls,
Monks,
Grey Daturas,
Khruangbin,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Crooked Eye,
The Pop Group,
D'Angelo,
Delon & Dalcan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Divine Comedy,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.