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 Bahrain 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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Gap Band to the disco 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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barrington Levy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Chris & Cosey,
The Black Dice,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bootsy Collins,
Pagans,
Aloha Tigers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Unwound,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lucky Dragons,
Niagra,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Derrick Morgan,
Metal Thangz,
Japan,
Robert Wyatt,
Brand Nubian,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sam Rivers,
Stiv Bators,
Tropical Tobacco,
R.M.O.,
Gastr Del Sol,
Aaron Thompson,
L. Decosne,
The Fuzztones,
New Age Steppers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Public Enemy,
Blake Baxter,
Camberwell Now,
Liliput,
Pussy Galore,
a-ha,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Radiopuhelimet,
Qualms,
The Durutti Column,
The Count Five,
Rosa Yemen,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
UT,
Donny Hathaway,
Gregory Isaacs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rites of Spring,
Livin' Joy,
X-102,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Royal Trux,
Nils Olav,
Sarah Menescal,
Jeff Mills,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.