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 Dominica and from Mexico City.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Little Man to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Henry Cow,
Bill Wells,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Harmonia,
Rod Modell,
The Toasters,
Kaleidoscope,
The Happenings,
Rekid,
The Remains,
Mark Hollis,
Slave,
Curtis Mayfield,
OOIOO,
Barrington Levy,
Aswad,
The American Breed,
Urselle,
Eric Dolphy,
Crispian St. Peters,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Oneida,
Lalann,
John Lydon,
The Trojans,
New Age Steppers,
Sight & Sound,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Monks,
The Modern Lovers,
Ponytail,
Iggy Pop,
Sam Rivers,
The Smoke,
Davy DMX,
Rapeman,
Josef K,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Average White Band,
The Vogues,
Anakelly,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Prince Buster,
Zero Boys,
Silicon Teens,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Womack,
John Cale,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Reuben Wilson,
Magazine,
Bob Dylan,
Can,
Jeru the Damaja,
Anthony Braxton,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Monolake,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jerry Gold Smith,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.