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 Angola and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 mellotron 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 One Last Wish 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 The Monks. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Qualms,
Brand Nubian,
Kurtis Blow,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Groovy Waters,
Joey Negro,
Pussy Galore,
Second Layer,
The Star Department,
JFA,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Black Sheep,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Neon Judgement,
Lakeside,
Flipper,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Erasure,
June Days,
The Cramps,
The Seeds,
Peter and Kerry,
Mandrill,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Model 500,
The Angels of Light,
The Real Kids,
Black Pus,
Grey Daturas,
Delon & Dalcan,
Aural Exciters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
D'Angelo,
Rod Modell,
Symarip,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Babytalk,
Moss Icon,
Minnie Riperton,
The Golliwogs,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Peter & Gordon,
Smog,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Leaves,
The Beau Brummels,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Skaos,
Marcia Griffiths,
La Düsseldorf,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Black Moon,
The Zeros,
Maurizio,
Slick Rick,
Joe Smooth,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Victims,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.