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 Marshall Islands and from Woodstock.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Barrington Levy to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Thompson Twins,
The Martian,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
E-Dancer,
Metal Thangz,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Crime,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Silicon Teens,
Avey Tare,
The Cure,
Lindisfarne,
Laurel Aitken,
The Wake,
Matthew Bourne,
Sparks,
Unrelated Segments,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Josef K,
L. Decosne,
Leonard Cohen,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Charles Mingus,
Tommy Roe,
Bad Manners,
UT,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Misunderstood,
Lightning Bolt,
Massinfluence,
Von Mondo,
Stiv Bators,
Robert Wyatt,
One Last Wish,
Blancmange,
The Beau Brummels,
Alphaville,
Black Moon,
Mandrill,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Last Poets,
ABBA,
The Knickerbockers,
Chris Corsano,
FM Einheit,
Minnie Riperton,
Whodini,
Neil Young,
Suburban Knight,
48th St. Collective,
Wings,
T. Rex,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Organ,
The Standells,
The Trojans,
Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco.
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.