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 Panama 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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 Minutemen to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New York Dolls,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Wings,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Moleskins,
Donny Hathaway,
The Associates,
Main Source,
Ralphi Rosario,
Black Sheep,
Roy Ayers,
Susan Cadogan,
Stockholm Monsters,
Wally Richardson,
The Slits,
The Searchers,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sixth Finger,
Electric Prunes,
The Gap Band,
Bluetip,
Grey Daturas,
The Happenings,
Drexciya,
The Gun Club,
Quantec,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sound Behaviour,
Radiopuhelimet,
Harry Pussy,
Isaac Hayes,
The Kinks,
L. Decosne,
B.T. Express,
Steve Hackett,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Danielle Patucci,
Bill Wells,
Freddie Wadling,
Mo-Dettes,
Thompson Twins,
Graham Central Station,
Boz Scaggs,
Glenn Branca,
Animal Collective,
Wire,
Gang Green,
Andrew Hill,
The Remains,
Gong,
Gang Gang Dance,
Deepchord,
Pole,
Unrelated Segments,
Ken Boothe,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Cymande,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.