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 Saudi Arabia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Shuggie Otis to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Grass Roots,
Boogie Down Productions,
Johnny Clarke,
Eden Ahbez,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Victims,
Pagans,
Godley & Creme,
The Cowsills,
Archie Shepp,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Fortunes,
DJ Style,
Iggy Pop,
Altered Images,
Adolescents,
CMW,
The Litter,
Surgeon,
The Modern Lovers,
Peter and Kerry,
Terrestrial Tones,
Yazoo,
Fluxion,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Khruangbin,
Slick Rick,
Deadbeat,
Radio Birdman,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Skaos,
Jacques Brel,
Gang Gang Dance,
Intrusion,
LL Cool J,
Guru Guru,
EPMD,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sandy B,
World's Most,
Zapp,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Tremeloes,
Fear,
Roy Ayers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Model 500,
The Birthday Party,
John Coltrane,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
A Certain Ratio,
Pylon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
John Holt,
K-Klass,
DNA, DNA, DNA, DNA.
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.