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 Nepal and from Shanghai.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Gerry Rafferty to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
China Crisis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The New Christs,
Eric Dolphy,
K-Klass,
Minny Pops,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sonny Sharrock,
Clear Light,
The Cowsills,
Simply Red,
Das Ding,
The Stooges,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Cramps,
Brass Construction,
The Move,
Mission of Burma,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Skarface,
Sun Ra,
Dorothy Ashby,
Faust,
Ossler,
New Age Steppers,
Toni Rubio,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Motions,
Oneida,
Livin' Joy,
Organ,
Popol Vuh,
These Immortal Souls,
Fela Kuti,
Pussy Galore,
Section 25,
The Young Rascals,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Johnny Osbourne,
E-Dancer,
Michelle Simonal,
Delon & Dalcan,
Henry Cow,
Dual Sessions,
Junior Murvin,
Alice Coltrane,
John Holt,
Davy DMX,
Marcia Griffiths,
T.S.O.L.,
The Buckinghams,
Intrusion,
Youth Brigade,
The Knickerbockers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Wasted Youth,
Roy Ayers,
The Raincoats,
Flash Fearless,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Radio Birdman,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.