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 Kyrgyzstan and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Skriet to the jazz 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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Pylon,
Mantronix,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jandek,
Tommy Roe,
Cybotron,
The Smoke,
Dual Sessions,
Stiv Bators,
Porter Ricks,
Deakin,
KRS-One,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bauhaus,
Shuggie Otis,
Rotary Connection,
Donald Byrd,
Althea and Donna,
U.S. Maple,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Crime,
Anthony Braxton,
Toni Rubio,
Suicide,
The Zeros,
Interpol,
Dead Boys,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Cramps,
Don Cherry,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Index,
D'Angelo,
Pulsallama,
DJ Style,
Brick,
Tres Demented,
Kenny Larkin,
Eric Copeland,
World's Most,
Flipper,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Erykah Badu,
Cymande,
The Cowsills,
Groovy Waters,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Offenders,
Mad Mike,
Jeru the Damaja,
Metal Thangz,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Minnie Riperton,
New Age Steppers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eli Mardock,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Gories,
The Slackers,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.