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 Lithuania 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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Beijing.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Dave Clark Five to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
The Index,
The Gories,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Barclay James Harvest,
Circle Jerks,
Newcleus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
JFA,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Modern Lovers,
Easy Going,
The Residents,
Make Up,
Desert Stars,
Severed Heads,
Colin Newman,
The Moody Blues,
Lakeside,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cameo,
Siglo XX,
Little Man,
Electric Prunes,
Marine Girls,
Nas,
T.S.O.L.,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Outsiders,
T. Rex,
MC5,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ornette Coleman,
the Human League,
Young Marble Giants,
Lower 48,
Dennis Brown,
The Smoke,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Stockholm Monsters,
Smog,
David Axelrod,
Negative Approach,
China Crisis,
Eric B and Rakim,
Marshall Jefferson,
Unrelated Segments,
The Mummies,
Mars,
Bobby Hutcherson,
the Bar-Kays,
Robert Görl,
Sugar Minott,
The Star Department,
Sun City Girls,
Tropical Tobacco,
Steve Hackett,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Cybotron,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.