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 Palau and from Seoul.
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 New York and Calgary.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Shoche to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Harry Pussy. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Techniques,
Rod Modell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
LL Cool J,
Sandy B,
kango's stein massive,
Symarip,
Roy Ayers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Wings,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Letta Mbulu,
Schoolly D,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Essential Logic,
Quando Quango,
Deakin,
Pussy Galore,
Godley & Creme,
Throbbing Gristle,
Cheater Slicks,
Duran Duran,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Aaron Thompson,
The Fuzztones,
Von Mondo,
Idris Muhammad,
John Lydon,
Bauhaus,
The Busters,
Johnny Osbourne,
Desert Stars,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Suicide,
Y Pants,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Skriet,
ABBA,
Roxette,
Alton Ellis,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sun Ra,
Metal Thangz,
Eurythmics,
Glenn Branca,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Cowsills,
Wolf Eyes,
China Crisis,
Ultravox,
Section 25,
Easy Going,
The Happenings,
Public Image Ltd.,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.