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 Congo 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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bobby Byrd to the crunk 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 48th St. Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
David Axelrod,
Marine Girls,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lee Hazlewood,
Wally Richardson,
Ultra Naté,
Radiohead,
Maurizio,
Average White Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Soul II Soul,
Sound Behaviour,
The Angels of Light,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pharoah Sanders,
Newcleus,
The Red Krayola,
Prince Buster,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Move,
Bronski Beat,
Pulsallama,
Wire,
Amon Düül II,
The Pretty Things,
Skarface,
MC5,
Cecil Taylor,
Arcadia,
Qualms,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Colin Newman,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Tommy Roe,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Juan Atkins,
The Index,
Franke,
Shuggie Otis,
Dead Boys,
Swell Maps,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jandek,
Bobby Sherman,
JFA,
World's Most,
Black Sheep,
The Invisible,
The Grass Roots,
Gang Green,
The Skatalites,
Bluetip,
In Retrospect,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gang Starr,
Barry Ungar,
Gastr Del Sol,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.