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 Czech Republic and from Accra.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 mellotron 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 Dark Day to the dance 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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker 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 clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Cybotron,
Archie Shepp,
Cal Tjader,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sugar Minott,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ultra Naté,
the Slits,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Freddie Wadling,
Procol Harum,
Sonny Sharrock,
Audionom,
John Holt,
Quando Quango,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Basic Channel,
Cheater Slicks,
Flipper,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
John Cale,
Colin Newman,
Quadrant,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ludus,
Whodini,
Liliput,
Davy DMX,
Section 25,
Crime,
Kayak,
The Mummies,
The Fire Engines,
Letta Mbulu,
Motorama,
cv313,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Joy Division,
The Beau Brummels,
Marcia Griffiths,
Nico,
The Remains,
Neil Young,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Soulsonic Force,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kool Moe Dee,
Scrapy,
Ice-T,
John Foxx,
Excepter,
MDC,
Eli Mardock,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Motions,
Janne Schatter,
Delta 5,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kurtis Blow,
The Toasters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.