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 Namibia and from Paris.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bologna.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Techniques to the crunk 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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All Man Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ajijia Myrayebe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 8 Eyed Spy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
The Music Machine,
The Tremeloes,
Groovy Waters,
Main Source,
R.M.O.,
Sarah Menescal,
The Moody Blues,
Camberwell Now,
Siglo XX,
Kayak,
The Gap Band,
Babytalk,
The Invisible,
The Gun Club,
Neu!,
John Holt,
Ultravox,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Quadrant,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Brand Nubian,
Chrome,
La Düsseldorf,
Von Mondo,
Minor Threat,
Piero Umiliani,
New Age Steppers,
Glenn Branca,
Ituana,
Gregory Isaacs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Monks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Howard Jones,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Patti Smith,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
H. Thieme,
Yaz,
Thompson Twins,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Mojo Men,
Tim Buckley,
The Evens,
Bill Near,
Sugar Minott,
Black Sheep,
LL Cool J,
K-Klass,
Lindisfarne,
The Doobie Brothers,
Radio Birdman,
Hasil Adkins,
Man Eating Sloth,
Donny Hathaway,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jandek,
Cameo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
the Soft Cell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.