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 Albania and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Flesh Eaters to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Walker Brothers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
Ronnie Foster,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Amon Düül II,
Accadde A,
Sight & Sound,
Livin' Joy,
Crooked Eye,
Kayak,
Aaron Thompson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Easy Going,
Idris Muhammad,
Bootsy Collins,
Q65,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Avey Tare,
Section 25,
The Star Department,
Aswad,
MC5,
Vainqueur,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Black Sheep,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Make Up,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Beau Brummels,
Lower 48,
DJ Style,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Alison Limerick,
Judy Mowatt,
The Gap Band,
Desert Stars,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Man Parrish,
The Divine Comedy,
James White and The Blacks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Godley & Creme,
Carl Craig,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Cheater Slicks,
Isaac Hayes,
Motorama,
Robert Görl,
Los Fastidios,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Byron Stingily,
Q and Not U,
Man Eating Sloth,
Dave Gahan,
Rhythm & Sound,
Girls At Our Best!,
Audionom,
David McCallum,
Bobby Womack,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.