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 Lithuania and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 clarinet 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 Country Teasers to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Althea and Donna,
Con Funk Shun,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Wire,
The Martian,
Rites of Spring,
Yaz,
Aaron Thompson,
New York Dolls,
Visage,
Bobby Sherman,
Fatback Band,
Lucky Dragons,
Metal Thangz,
Barbara Tucker,
Brand Nubian,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Erykah Badu,
The Modern Lovers,
Organ,
Moby Grape,
Arcadia,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Negative Approach,
Girls At Our Best!,
Desert Stars,
Matthew Bourne,
James White and The Blacks,
The Fuzztones,
D'Angelo,
Minnie Riperton,
Scrapy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Flash Fearless,
The Detroit Cobras,
John Holt,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Skarface,
Sister Nancy,
X-102,
Pharoah Sanders,
Skaos,
T. Rex,
Roxette,
Barrington Levy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Shuggie Otis,
EPMD,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Cure,
The Saints,
Symarip,
Zero Boys,
Nirvana,
Moebius,
F. McDonald,
The Litter,
Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade.
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.