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 Samoa and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 EPMD to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Mission of Burma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crooked Eye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Bush Tetras,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Peter & Gordon,
Nick Fraelich,
Babytalk,
The Vogues,
Eurythmics,
Second Layer,
Don Cherry,
June of 44,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
the Normal,
Echospace,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ten City,
Funkadelic,
Q65,
John Coltrane,
Lucky Dragons,
Wings,
Index,
The Raincoats,
the Swans,
Juan Atkins,
Newcleus,
The Slits,
The Residents,
Howard Jones,
Man Eating Sloth,
Brothers Johnson,
The Dirtbombs,
Lou Christie,
Grandmaster Flash,
Swell Maps,
Max Romeo,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gregory Isaacs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eddi Front,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Simply Red,
Urselle,
Q and Not U,
Vladislav Delay,
Derrick Morgan,
The Gun Club,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Leaves,
Mission of Burma,
Crash Course in Science,
Joe Smooth,
The Busters,
Kas Product,
Marmalade,
Erykah Badu,
Animal Collective,
Wire,
Jesper Dahlback,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.