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 Cyprus and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 oboe 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 Groovy Waters to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Eddi Front,
Minor Threat,
KRS-One,
Mary Jane Girls,
Outsiders,
Joe Smooth,
Chrome,
Motorama,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nils Olav,
The Grass Roots,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Niagra,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sight & Sound,
The New Christs,
Q and Not U,
Spoonie Gee,
Camouflage,
Metal Thangz,
Ronnie Foster,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Five Americans,
Marine Girls,
Grauzone,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Archie Shepp,
The Golliwogs,
Jerry's Kids,
Erykah Badu,
The Modern Lovers,
Audionom,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Wasted Youth,
The Knickerbockers,
Derrick Morgan,
Avey Tare,
Sun Ra,
Easy Going,
Kerrie Biddell,
Moby Grape,
Eli Mardock,
Crispian St. Peters,
Stockholm Monsters,
Neil Young,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
John Holt,
DNA,
Robert Görl,
The Tremeloes,
Pussy Galore,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Selecter,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Subhumans,
Joey Negro,
Faust,
Goldenarms,
Shoche,
Rufus Thomas,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.