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 India and from Houston.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 La Düsseldorf to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Starr record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Procol Harum,
Agitation Free,
Jerry's Kids,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Arcadia,
Kayak,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Toasters,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Los Fastidios,
Bobby Sherman,
Nils Olav,
The Searchers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Leonard Cohen,
Ken Boothe,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Idris Muhammad,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Tomorrow,
New York Dolls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Erykah Badu,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eric Dolphy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Heaven 17,
Eric Copeland,
Kurtis Blow,
cv313,
The Cowsills,
Chris & Cosey,
Swans,
Liliput,
the Swans,
Ponytail,
Blake Baxter,
Scan 7,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Fad Gadget,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Association,
Scratch Acid,
Jandek,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Johnny Clarke,
Essential Logic,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Boredoms,
Little Man,
Susan Cadogan,
Agent Orange,
the Normal,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Stereo Dub,
Barrington Levy,
Ornette Coleman,
The Blues Magoos,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.