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 Brunei and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 sitar 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 Outsiders to the crunk 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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme 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?
Lower 48,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Joe Smooth,
Jacques Brel,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kerri Chandler,
Funky Four + One,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Dead C,
The Techniques,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jacob Miller,
Oblivians,
Joey Negro,
Curtis Mayfield,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gastr Del Sol,
Trumans Water,
Mars,
Letta Mbulu,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Fear,
Dual Sessions,
Chrome,
DJ Style,
Aloha Tigers,
the Soft Cell,
Todd Rundgren,
Robert Hood,
Scrapy,
The Gap Band,
10cc,
Donald Byrd,
June of 44,
Nik Kershaw,
Radiopuhelimet,
Roger Hodgson,
E-Dancer,
Bobby Sherman,
Brick,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Crash Course in Science,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Brass Construction,
Moss Icon,
Pussy Galore,
Masters at Work,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tommy Roe,
Cluster,
Sex Pistols,
Nas,
Urselle,
Parry Music,
Boredoms,
The Slits,
Public Enemy,
Black Flag,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Alton Ellis,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.