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 Bulgaria and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 D'Angelo to the grime 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
June Days,
The Young Rascals,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bang On A Can,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
ABBA,
Can,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pantytec,
Rotary Connection,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ossler,
kango's stein massive,
David Axelrod,
Junior Murvin,
Pierre Henry,
The Wake,
Spoonie Gee,
Skriet,
Altered Images,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Mr. Review,
The Human League,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Matthew Bourne,
Kurtis Blow,
Infiniti,
Bobby Womack,
The Pop Group,
Mark Hollis,
Gil Scott Heron,
Organ,
Avey Tare,
Mantronix,
Barclay James Harvest,
Flash Fearless,
Thompson Twins,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Byron Stingily,
Eve St. Jones,
The Pretty Things,
Aural Exciters,
Tim Buckley,
The Remains,
The Dave Clark Five,
Schoolly D,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Vogues,
The Monochrome Set,
The Stooges,
Lou Christie,
The Smoke,
Agitation Free,
The Monks,
Grandmaster Flash,
OOIOO,
Reagan Youth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.