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 Sudan and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Roger Hodgson to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Donny Hathaway,
The Zeros,
Popol Vuh,
Tears for Fears,
The Cure,
Godley & Creme,
Ice-T,
The Blackbyrds,
Leonard Cohen,
Tom Boy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Terry Callier,
Man Parrish,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Matthew Bourne,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Accadde A,
Scrapy,
Sarah Menescal,
Joe Smooth,
ABC,
Hoover,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lungfish,
Banda Bassotti,
Reagan Youth,
Dawn Penn,
Arab on Radar,
Aaron Thompson,
Matthew Halsall,
Animal Collective,
Jerry's Kids,
Rakim,
Minny Pops,
Los Fastidios,
World's Most,
Nas,
Rod Modell,
The Slackers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Pop Group,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Skaos,
Tres Demented,
Von Mondo,
Organ,
The Kinks,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Slits,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Livin' Joy,
Nico,
Black Sheep,
Eric Copeland,
Eric B and Rakim,
10cc,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.