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 Ukraine and from Salvador.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Amon Düül to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Reuben Wilson,
Roy Ayers,
Television,
KRS-One,
JFA,
Mandrill,
Scott Walker,
Absolute Body Control,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lee Hazlewood,
Interpol,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Chris & Cosey,
Adolescents,
Glenn Branca,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pole,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
T.S.O.L.,
Tres Demented,
E-Dancer,
Kenny Larkin,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Qualms,
Excepter,
Todd Rundgren,
Skaos,
The Techniques,
Gang Starr,
Mr. Review,
Barry Ungar,
Hoover,
Aloha Tigers,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Misunderstood,
Erykah Badu,
Danielle Patucci,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lebanon Hanover,
L. Decosne,
John Cale,
The Star Department,
Yusef Lateef,
Graham Central Station,
Half Japanese,
Harry Pussy,
Moss Icon,
Barrington Levy,
the Bar-Kays,
Nick Fraelich,
Popol Vuh,
Country Teasers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Five Americans,
Marshall Jefferson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Isaac Hayes,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.