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 Colombia and from Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jawbox,
The Pop Group,
Lungfish,
Avey Tare,
Matthew Bourne,
Lyres,
Unwound,
Archie Shepp,
Cluster,
Rites of Spring,
The Vogues,
Morten Harket,
Kurtis Blow,
Crash Course in Science,
The Wake,
Jacob Miller,
Harpers Bizarre,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Goldenarms,
the Human League,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Skatalites,
OOIOO,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ultra Naté,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Motions,
Joensuu 1685,
Danielle Patucci,
Funky Four + One,
Con Funk Shun,
The Victims,
Andrew Hill,
Arab on Radar,
Pere Ubu,
Cheater Slicks,
Wings,
Agitation Free,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Siglo XX,
Anakelly,
Lakeside,
Bush Tetras,
Metal Thangz,
Janne Schatter,
John Cale,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Gladiators,
Man Parrish,
Letta Mbulu,
Tim Buckley,
Khruangbin,
Jeff Mills,
Toni Rubio,
The Standells,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.