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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Jakarta.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Accadde A to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Charles Mingus. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
X-102,
Joy Division,
CMW,
Mission of Burma,
Rakim,
Flash Fearless,
The Fortunes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The J.B.'s,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dennis Brown,
Scientists,
Sugar Minott,
Wolf Eyes,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Gun Club,
Soulsonic Force,
Lungfish,
Dave Gahan,
Flamin' Groovies,
Black Pus,
Johnny Clarke,
Radiopuhelimet,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kaleidoscope,
Black Sheep,
The Moleskins,
the Swans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Easy Going,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sex Pistols,
The Fall,
Drexciya,
Joyce Sims,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Procol Harum,
Magazine,
Yusef Lateef,
Guru Guru,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Wasted Youth,
Ponytail,
T.S.O.L.,
The Cure,
Pole,
Jacob Miller,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Fugs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Clear Light,
Ornette Coleman,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Neon Judgement,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.