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 Nepal and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Traffic Nightmare to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum 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 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
The Fortunes,
Q65,
Crash Course in Science,
Altered Images,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Neil Young,
Kerri Chandler,
The Trojans,
Tears for Fears,
Ronnie Foster,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Knickerbockers,
A Flock of Seagulls,
John Holt,
China Crisis,
Freddie Wadling,
Moss Icon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The American Breed,
Porter Ricks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lungfish,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Neu!,
Scan 7,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Soul II Soul,
Lalann,
Subhumans,
Rites of Spring,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Techniques,
Scratch Acid,
The Monochrome Set,
Wasted Youth,
Whodini,
Quadrant,
This Heat,
Negative Approach,
Goldenarms,
The Real Kids,
Circle Jerks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
E-Dancer,
Barry Ungar,
Glambeats Corp.,
Delon & Dalcan,
Urselle,
Duran Duran,
Minnie Riperton,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sun City Girls,
Au Pairs,
The Gories,
Smog,
Flipper,
Oblivians,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.