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 Croatia 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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Skatalites to the funk 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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
David Axelrod,
Unwound,
Marine Girls,
Desert Stars,
Piero Umiliani,
Groovy Waters,
Ultra Naté,
Lalann,
Technova,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Warren Ellis,
The Sisters of Mercy,
X-101,
Gichy Dan,
Bad Manners,
UT,
Joensuu 1685,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Chris & Cosey,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Camberwell Now,
Cluster,
Youth Brigade,
Swell Maps,
Symarip,
This Heat,
Funkadelic,
Flamin' Groovies,
John Lydon,
Bronski Beat,
Sixth Finger,
the Soft Cell,
John Coltrane,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Scan 7,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Los Fastidios,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joyce Sims,
Gastr Del Sol,
Mark Hollis,
Skaos,
Hashim,
Royal Trux,
Rod Modell,
Yusef Lateef,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pussy Galore,
Grey Daturas,
The Remains,
Radiohead,
MDC,
Japan,
Sugar Minott,
The Young Rascals,
Dennis Brown,
10cc,
Agitation Free,
Joey Negro,
the Bar-Kays,
Section 25,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.