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 Seychelles and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Stetsasonic to the grunge 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Aswad,
DNA,
Schoolly D,
Lalann,
Letta Mbulu,
The Velvet Underground,
Al Stewart,
Gabor Szabo,
Intrusion,
Arab on Radar,
Ice-T,
Aaron Thompson,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pagans,
Flamin' Groovies,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Count Five,
The Monks,
Desert Stars,
June of 44,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Fat Boys,
Black Bananas,
Carl Craig,
Easy Going,
Sarah Menescal,
Minny Pops,
Blancmange,
Dark Day,
The Knickerbockers,
Visage,
The Martian,
Bootsy Collins,
The Mummies,
Leonard Cohen,
Oneida,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Crime,
Roger Hodgson,
Tears for Fears,
Marvin Gaye,
The Victims,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jacques Brel,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ronan,
Masters at Work,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Skriet,
Ken Boothe,
Curtis Mayfield,
Guru Guru,
The Cure,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Shadows of Knight,
Country Teasers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.