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 Botswana and from Beijing.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Electric Prunes to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
Ornette Coleman,
Grey Daturas,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
kango's stein massive,
Lalann,
Can,
48th St. Collective,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Blues Magoos,
The Saints,
Amon Düül II,
Fugazi,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ice-T,
Lungfish,
Dave Gahan,
Kurtis Blow,
Panda Bear,
Depeche Mode,
The Monochrome Set,
Quantec,
Das Ding,
Barry Ungar,
Flash Fearless,
Severed Heads,
Cluster,
David Axelrod,
Marmalade,
Monks,
EPMD,
Tim Buckley,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
In Retrospect,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Buzzcocks,
Black Bananas,
Rapeman,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Black Dice,
Ituana,
Gabor Szabo,
Alice Coltrane,
Hasil Adkins,
Ronnie Foster,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Divine Comedy,
Minutemen,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Basic Channel,
Isaac Hayes,
Tropical Tobacco,
the Germs,
Eddi Front,
June Days,
Iggy Pop,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Crash Course in Science,
Moby Grape,
Unrelated Segments,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.