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 Azerbaijan and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gregory Isaacs to the grunge 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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
Gang of Four,
Jerry's Kids,
Eden Ahbez,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Dave Gahan,
The Beau Brummels,
Slave,
Bang On A Can,
Morten Harket,
Bob Dylan,
Gabor Szabo,
Bobby Byrd,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ultravox,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fat Boys,
Neu!,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sällskapet,
Sam Rivers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Magma,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Monolake,
Dead Boys,
Sonic Youth,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Leaves,
Soulsonic Force,
James White and The Blacks,
The Misunderstood,
The Golliwogs,
Popol Vuh,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Leonard Cohen,
Q65,
Ponytail,
Kaleidoscope,
Tubeway Army,
Terrestrial Tones,
Wally Richardson,
Ossler,
Darondo,
Maleditus Sound,
Cheater Slicks,
China Crisis,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Barry Ungar,
Moby Grape,
Kurtis Blow,
The Tremeloes,
48th St. Collective,
Camberwell Now,
Jeru the Damaja,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Five Americans,
Isaac Hayes,
Jesper Dahlback,
Urselle,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.