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 Serbia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Stereo Dub to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bang On A Can. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
The Martian,
X-102,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Toni Rubio,
Marshall Jefferson,
Blossom Toes,
Funky Four + One,
Roxette,
Quantec,
The Toasters,
The Shadows of Knight,
Nation of Ulysses,
Livin' Joy,
Unwound,
Angry Samoans,
The Moleskins,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cybotron,
Infiniti,
Ralphi Rosario,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Brand Nubian,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Whodini,
The New Christs,
a-ha,
Barry Ungar,
Reagan Youth,
Kas Product,
The Count Five,
The Velvet Underground,
Second Layer,
Panda Bear,
Bluetip,
Sexual Harrassment,
Model 500,
Jeff Mills,
Grauzone,
The Index,
Davy DMX,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Associates,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ronnie Foster,
Minor Threat,
Moebius,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Q and Not U,
DJ Style,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Yusef Lateef,
Todd Rundgren,
Harmonia,
Scott Walker,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sixth Finger,
Eric Dolphy,
The Gap Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.