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 Cambodia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Flash Fearless to the rap 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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet 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 güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blackbyrds,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Slits,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Absolute Body Control,
Von Mondo,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gong,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Stetsasonic,
Steve Hackett,
Smog,
Frankie Knuckles,
Black Sheep,
Charles Mingus,
World's Most,
The Fugs,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gastr Del Sol,
Flipper,
Hot Snakes,
The Electric Prunes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wasted Youth,
Black Flag,
The Golliwogs,
The Beau Brummels,
Eve St. Jones,
Alison Limerick,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Talk Talk,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Soulsonic Force,
Q and Not U,
Cecil Taylor,
Vainqueur,
Ultra Naté,
cv313,
Guru Guru,
Intrusion,
The Walker Brothers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
8 Eyed Spy,
KRS-One,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Unwound,
Donny Hathaway,
Porter Ricks,
Darondo,
Pylon,
New York Dolls,
Al Stewart,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lower 48,
the Slits,
Heaven 17,
Pere Ubu,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Freddie Wadling,
Sound Behaviour,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.