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 Spain and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Stockholm Monsters 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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Starr record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
The Count Five,
Arab on Radar,
New Order,
Faust,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gregory Isaacs,
Minny Pops,
Pussy Galore,
The Wake,
The Gories,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Index,
Country Joe & The Fish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
June of 44,
Funky Four + One,
Ultravox,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Modern Lovers,
World's Most,
FM Einheit,
DNA,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bobby Womack,
Monolake,
Aswad,
The Velvet Underground,
The Index,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nik Kershaw,
The Fortunes,
A Certain Ratio,
Bush Tetras,
The Martian,
Model 500,
Rakim,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lucky Dragons,
Desert Stars,
H. Thieme,
Patti Smith,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lou Reed,
Leonard Cohen,
Whodini,
Groovy Waters,
Howard Jones,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Depeche Mode,
The Gladiators,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joensuu 1685,
The Happenings,
Spoonie Gee,
JFA,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Deakin,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Trojans,
Jacob Miller,
UT,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.