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 Croatia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Philadelphia.
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 rhodes 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 Popol Vuh to the electroclash 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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
Animal Collective,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Livin' Joy,
Flash Fearless,
Bill Near,
Au Pairs,
Malaria!,
Mandrill,
Scratch Acid,
Theoretical Girls,
Eve St. Jones,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The American Breed,
In Retrospect,
Shoche,
F. McDonald,
Scrapy,
The Fortunes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Q and Not U,
The Trojans,
Jeru the Damaja,
Index,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Marmalade,
Kool Moe Dee,
Suicide,
The Pretty Things,
Blossom Toes,
Amazonics,
Angry Samoans,
Hot Snakes,
Mars,
The Residents,
Peter & Gordon,
Essential Logic,
Man Eating Sloth,
Magma,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Gun Club,
Jeff Lynne,
Echospace,
Ralphi Rosario,
Thee Headcoats,
Guru Guru,
Ossler,
Sam Rivers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sonny Sharrock,
Liliput,
Bob Dylan,
Aswad,
Pole,
Country Teasers,
Scan 7,
The Evens,
Kayak,
Dark Day,
Basic Channel,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.