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 New Zealand and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 World's Most to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
The Wake,
The Zeros,
Organ,
Roger Hodgson,
The Skatalites,
Hoover,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Andrew Hill,
Crime,
Brothers Johnson,
Aaron Thompson,
Josef K,
The Five Americans,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Cybotron,
Pharoah Sanders,
Laurel Aitken,
Absolute Body Control,
Man Eating Sloth,
Albert Ayler,
Maleditus Sound,
Buzzcocks,
Ponytail,
AZ,
Dennis Brown,
John Cale,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jeff Lynne,
Shuggie Otis,
The New Christs,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
the Association,
The Evens,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fluxion,
Youth Brigade,
Angry Samoans,
The Human League,
Sound Behaviour,
Vainqueur,
Cecil Taylor,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pagans,
Boredoms,
E-Dancer,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Aural Exciters,
Bluetip,
Flamin' Groovies,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Traffic Nightmare,
Charles Mingus,
Gregory Isaacs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.