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 Somalia and from Seoul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 rhodes 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 Zapp 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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba 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?
Minor Threat,
Prince Buster,
Groovy Waters,
Motorama,
Susan Cadogan,
Scratch Acid,
Animal Collective,
Pantaleimon,
UT,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
JFA,
PIL,
The Last Poets,
Roger Hodgson,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ronan,
The United States of America,
Leonard Cohen,
The Gories,
The Fall,
Bush Tetras,
Erasure,
Blake Baxter,
Gang Gang Dance,
CMW,
Adolescents,
Mr. Review,
The Monks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Mummies,
Shoche,
Swell Maps,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
David Bowie,
Rotary Connection,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Piero Umiliani,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
H. Thieme,
Pharoah Sanders,
Royal Trux,
Harry Pussy,
Q and Not U,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Michelle Simonal,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
a-ha,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nik Kershaw,
Popol Vuh,
Accadde A,
Chris Corsano,
Pole,
Boogie Down Productions,
Heaven 17,
Soul II Soul,
Lyres,
Khruangbin,
Joy Division,
Scrapy,
Kayak,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.