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 Djibouti and from Lagos.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Animal Collective to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
Vainqueur,
Faraquet,
Mars,
The Busters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bluetip,
The Star Department,
The Index,
Amazonics,
Loose Ends,
Chrome,
Technova,
The Fuzztones,
In Retrospect,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kaleidoscope,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
DJ Style,
Liliput,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sixth Finger,
Lalann,
Masters at Work,
Rekid,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lalo Schifrin,
Morten Harket,
The Sound,
L. Decosne,
Desert Stars,
The Shadows of Knight,
Tommy Roe,
Agitation Free,
The Doobie Brothers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Prince Buster,
Moebius,
Scion,
Lakeside,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Don Cherry,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sister Nancy,
Easy Going,
Skriet,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Q65,
Magma,
Electric Prunes,
Bauhaus,
Minor Threat,
Pussy Galore,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sparks,
The Mummies,
Alison Limerick,
Bang On A Can,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.