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 Iran and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo to the rock 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 Bobby Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Excepter,
Ice-T,
The Martian,
Harpers Bizarre,
Index,
Urselle,
The Saints,
The Barracudas,
Minnie Riperton,
Glenn Branca,
Connie Case,
Ken Boothe,
Metal Thangz,
Crispian St. Peters,
Byron Stingily,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lucky Dragons,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nirvana,
Black Sheep,
The Moody Blues,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ituana,
The Misunderstood,
In Retrospect,
Soft Machine,
Visage,
Ultimate Spinach,
Hasil Adkins,
Rapeman,
Bobby Byrd,
Piero Umiliani,
Jeff Lynne,
The Stooges,
Marmalade,
Chris Corsano,
A Certain Ratio,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Howard Jones,
Zapp,
June of 44,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Knickerbockers,
Johnny Osbourne,
KRS-One,
Soulsonic Force,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Technova,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Swans,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Star Department,
Amon Düül II,
Television Personalities,
Alton Ellis,
Rosa Yemen,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.