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 Papua New Guinea and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
China Crisis,
Black Moon,
World's Most,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Model 500,
Pagans,
Half Japanese,
Frankie Knuckles,
Roy Ayers,
Anakelly,
Graham Central Station,
John Cale,
Hashim,
Essential Logic,
Albert Ayler,
Gastr Del Sol,
Harmonia,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
One Last Wish,
MC5,
Sugar Minott,
Chrome,
Sonic Youth,
Gerry Rafferty,
Shuggie Otis,
Scratch Acid,
R.M.O.,
The Gun Club,
The Blackbyrds,
Godley & Creme,
The Human League,
Rotary Connection,
Pet Shop Boys,
Robert Wyatt,
Lee Hazlewood,
Avey Tare,
Kas Product,
Flipper,
Con Funk Shun,
Janne Schatter,
Juan Atkins,
Rod Modell,
Faraquet,
Brick,
Brass Construction,
Eli Mardock,
The Barracudas,
The Names,
Glambeats Corp.,
Connie Case,
Bluetip,
Traffic Nightmare,
X-102,
The Fuzztones,
Funkadelic,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sight & Sound,
Andrew Hill,
Magazine,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.