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 Portugal and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Reuben Wilson to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Kool G Rap & DJ Polo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel 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 clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
Agitation Free,
Sight & Sound,
The Pop Group,
Amon Düül,
Scratch Acid,
Minnie Riperton,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Trojans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fluxion,
Whodini,
Traffic Nightmare,
Magma,
Derrick May,
Fugazi,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nik Kershaw,
Clear Light,
The Selecter,
Rapeman,
New Order,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Slave,
The Doors,
Brand Nubian,
Lungfish,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Duran Duran,
Fear,
Bobby Womack,
One Last Wish,
Ten City,
cv313,
Banda Bassotti,
The Names,
Bizarre Inc.,
Public Image Ltd.,
Scrapy,
Rosa Yemen,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
June Days,
David McCallum,
Warsaw,
Steve Hackett,
Harry Pussy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gong,
T.S.O.L.,
Scott Walker,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Neu!,
Circle Jerks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Barbara Tucker,
Delta 5,
Dual Sessions,
Animal Collective,
Fort Wilson Riot,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soft Machine,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.