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 Japan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Crash Course in Science to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Pulsallama,
Nick Fraelich,
Second Layer,
MC5,
Index,
Monolake,
Magazine,
L. Decosne,
The American Breed,
Tears for Fears,
Chrome,
Leonard Cohen,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Circle Jerks,
The Gun Club,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mr. Review,
The Misunderstood,
The Cowsills,
Oblivians,
Aloha Tigers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sarah Menescal,
The Searchers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Underground Resistance,
Blossom Toes,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Arab on Radar,
Al Stewart,
Slick Rick,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Unrelated Segments,
Urselle,
The Motions,
kango's stein massive,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Black Dice,
Glambeats Corp.,
China Crisis,
Flipper,
Juan Atkins,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Chris Corsano,
Clear Light,
D'Angelo,
The Zeros,
Cybotron,
The Leaves,
Hasil Adkins,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bobby Byrd,
Davy DMX,
Roy Ayers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lungfish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Glenn Branca,
Kas Product,
Byron Stingily,
The Smoke,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.