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 Japan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 oboe 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 The American Breed to the jazz 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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Panda Bear,
Brand Nubian,
Aswad,
Technova,
Rekid,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Wake,
Gang Starr,
10cc,
Eve St. Jones,
Todd Terry,
Morten Harket,
Fad Gadget,
Glenn Branca,
T.S.O.L.,
Nirvana,
H. Thieme,
Pulsallama,
Idris Muhammad,
The Electric Prunes,
Royal Trux,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cecil Taylor,
Dave Gahan,
Lungfish,
48th St. Collective,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Animal Collective,
MDC,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Essential Logic,
Eddi Front,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soft Cell,
Scratch Acid,
Angry Samoans,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gabor Szabo,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pole,
Marine Girls,
Harmonia,
Quantec,
Janne Schatter,
Hot Snakes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Suicide,
The Monochrome Set,
AZ,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Underground Resistance,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Real Kids,
Hashim,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Mojo Men,
Roxy Music,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.