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 Niger and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 snare 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 Neil Young to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Das Ding,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Max Romeo,
Outsiders,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
John Coltrane,
Pole,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Section 25,
Oneida,
Faust,
Camberwell Now,
Agitation Free,
Todd Rundgren,
David McCallum,
Slick Rick,
The Last Poets,
Lou Reed,
The Index,
Alphaville,
Sugar Minott,
Barry Ungar,
Archie Shepp,
MDC,
Wire,
The Dead C,
Rapeman,
Intrusion,
Donny Hathaway,
Crash Course in Science,
ABC,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
the Germs,
Roxy Music,
Toni Rubio,
New Order,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bizarre Inc.,
Black Flag,
Jesper Dahlback,
Massinfluence,
Swans,
Guru Guru,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bluetip,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Radio Birdman,
The Young Rascals,
Loose Ends,
Accadde A,
Lalann,
Buzzcocks,
OOIOO,
Chris Corsano,
The Doobie Brothers,
Terrestrial Tones,
Japan,
The Selecter,
John Cale,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.