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 Samoa and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Technova to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The United States of America,
The Gap Band,
Minnie Riperton,
Y Pants,
Ossler,
The Velvet Underground,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mad Mike,
The Martian,
Kool Moe Dee,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
L. Decosne,
Model 500,
The Gories,
Newcleus,
MDC,
Gichy Dan,
Mo-Dettes,
Swans,
The Knickerbockers,
Aswad,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Gladiators,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Tres Demented,
Heaven 17,
Archie Shepp,
Oneida,
Joensuu 1685,
Boredoms,
The New Christs,
The Pretty Things,
Alton Ellis,
Tommy Roe,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The J.B.'s,
Mantronix,
Technova,
Electric Prunes,
Kaleidoscope,
Nils Olav,
Alphaville,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Iggy Pop,
John Foxx,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cheater Slicks,
Can,
Ultimate Spinach,
Joe Smooth,
Marvin Gaye,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
ABBA,
Black Flag,
Anthony Braxton,
F. McDonald,
Spoonie Gee,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.