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 Georgia 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 L. Decosne to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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 theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Soulsonic Force,
Index,
Freddie Wadling,
Niagra,
Pharoah Sanders,
These Immortal Souls,
Shuggie Otis,
Make Up,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cybotron,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bizarre Inc.,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fatback Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Motions,
John Foxx,
The Monks,
Zero Boys,
Bronski Beat,
Black Flag,
Glenn Branca,
Jerry's Kids,
Animal Collective,
Sonic Youth,
Isaac Hayes,
Los Fastidios,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Radiohead,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Tubeway Army,
Amazonics,
Negative Approach,
Anakelly,
Rufus Thomas,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Panda Bear,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Laurel Aitken,
Television Personalities,
The Vogues,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Alphaville,
Morten Harket,
kango's stein massive,
Unrelated Segments,
One Last Wish,
Thee Headcoats,
Gong,
Crispy Ambulance,
Harmonia,
Das Ding,
The Red Krayola,
Yellowson,
Oneida,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Essential Logic,
Rapeman,
Cameo,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.