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 Peru and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe 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 The Busters to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
H. Thieme,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Slick Rick,
Magazine,
Moss Icon,
Minor Threat,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Suicide,
Arcadia,
Marcia Griffiths,
Michelle Simonal,
Icehouse,
Blake Baxter,
Tres Demented,
Peter and Kerry,
Shuggie Otis,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Country Teasers,
Lower 48,
Bobby Womack,
Delon & Dalcan,
MDC,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Evens,
The Wake,
Frankie Knuckles,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
ABC,
The Searchers,
Rekid,
Agitation Free,
Soft Machine,
Eric Copeland,
Nico,
Livin' Joy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Wally Richardson,
X-101,
The Martian,
Rites of Spring,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Andrew Hill,
Byron Stingily,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Radiohead,
Amon Düül II,
The Invisible,
Zero Boys,
F. McDonald,
Wolf Eyes,
Public Image Ltd.,
cv313,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jandek,
Anthony Braxton,
Bush Tetras,
The Dead C,
Aswad,
Hashim,
Toni Rubio,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.