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 Kosovo and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin 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 The Fuzztones to the rap 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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cowsills,
Black Flag,
Franke,
Piero Umiliani,
Boredoms,
Hashim,
Erykah Badu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gichy Dan,
Ronnie Foster,
Jacob Miller,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Excepter,
The Last Poets,
Qualms,
Leonard Cohen,
Hasil Adkins,
Dark Day,
Dorothy Ashby,
Saccharine Trust,
Public Image Ltd.,
Byron Stingily,
Ohio Players,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Slick Rick,
Buzzcocks,
Arcadia,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pharoah Sanders,
Don Cherry,
Neu!,
ABBA,
Desert Stars,
Outsiders,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Flash Fearless,
John Cale,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Black Dice,
The Fire Engines,
Thee Headcoats,
Skarface,
Ornette Coleman,
a-ha,
The Neon Judgement,
Q and Not U,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Music Machine,
Quando Quango,
Bang On A Can,
June of 44,
H. Thieme,
Animal Collective,
X-101,
Chrome,
The Monks,
Tim Buckley,
Pussy Galore,
The Fall,
Magazine,
The Gories,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.