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 New Zealand and from Johannesburg.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 The Names to the electroclash 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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott Heron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Juan Atkins,
Rapeman,
Moebius,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Stetsasonic,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Royal Trux,
Lebanon Hanover,
World's Most,
Derrick Morgan,
Parry Music,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tom Boy,
Ohio Players,
Monks,
Danielle Patucci,
The Mojo Men,
AZ,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Golliwogs,
La Düsseldorf,
The Slackers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Joensuu 1685,
Piero Umiliani,
Flamin' Groovies,
Average White Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Babytalk,
X-101,
The Slits,
James White and The Blacks,
Panda Bear,
Ken Boothe,
Todd Rundgren,
Pussy Galore,
Jacques Brel,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Girls At Our Best!,
Soul II Soul,
The Barracudas,
Sugar Minott,
Rosa Yemen,
Joyce Sims,
Quando Quango,
Unwound,
Gil Scott Heron,
Aural Exciters,
The Pop Group,
Gang of Four,
The Monks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Minutemen,
Gichy Dan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
PIL,
Man Parrish,
The Residents,
The Human League,
Godley & Creme,
The Dirtbombs,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.