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 Poland and from Shanghai.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Quantec to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Severed Heads record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Derrick Morgan,
Robert Wyatt,
Quadrant,
Avey Tare,
Heaven 17,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cybotron,
Marmalade,
Josef K,
Flamin' Groovies,
Davy DMX,
The Residents,
June of 44,
Banda Bassotti,
Pantaleimon,
Swans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Soft Cell,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sun Ra,
Country Teasers,
The Barracudas,
Anthony Braxton,
Wings,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Soul II Soul,
Malaria!,
The Sound,
Chris Corsano,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Joensuu 1685,
Dark Day,
Rites of Spring,
Lee Hazlewood,
Procol Harum,
In Retrospect,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mary Jane Girls,
Eurythmics,
Deepchord,
Joy Division,
Frankie Knuckles,
Magazine,
Rod Modell,
R.M.O.,
The Knickerbockers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jerry's Kids,
The Slits,
One Last Wish,
Yusef Lateef,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Fatback Band,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
L. Decosne,
The Last Poets,
Silicon Teens,
Visage,
Radio Birdman,
Scientists,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.