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 Panama and from Philadelphia.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gories to the jazz 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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective 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?
David Bowie,
48th St. Collective,
The Sound,
Rhythm & Sound,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Flamin' Groovies,
Simply Red,
Quantec,
Erykah Badu,
Amon Düül,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
U.S. Maple,
Spoonie Gee,
the Sonics,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Robert Görl,
MDC,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Fania All-Stars,
Wasted Youth,
Davy DMX,
Kerrie Biddell,
Smog,
Youth Brigade,
Freddie Wadling,
Soft Cell,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Hashim,
Q65,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Red Krayola,
Gang Starr,
Newcleus,
E-Dancer,
Hardrive,
Franke,
The Happenings,
Kenny Larkin,
Scrapy,
Shuggie Otis,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Scott Walker,
Roxy Music,
Lalo Schifrin,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The American Breed,
Skarface,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Litter,
Darondo,
Eric Copeland,
Nas,
Kurtis Blow,
John Holt,
Ronnie Foster,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.