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 Brazil and from Hong Kong.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Yellowson to the electroclash 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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every K-Klass 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rotary Connection,
Tres Demented,
Maleditus Sound,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Derrick Morgan,
Archie Shepp,
The Busters,
Peter and Kerry,
kango's stein massive,
Radiopuhelimet,
Eric B and Rakim,
Nick Fraelich,
Graham Central Station,
Von Mondo,
Davy DMX,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Michelle Simonal,
Johnny Clarke,
Bill Near,
In Retrospect,
The Sonics,
New Order,
Pharoah Sanders,
Newcleus,
Suburban Knight,
The Vogues,
The Martian,
Deakin,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sugar Minott,
Suicide,
Chris & Cosey,
Soulsonic Force,
Lakeside,
Funkadelic,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Zero Boys,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
One Last Wish,
The Barracudas,
Fifty Foot Hose,
DJ Sneak,
Nirvana,
Fat Boys,
T.S.O.L.,
a-ha,
Young Marble Giants,
Brothers Johnson,
The Moleskins,
Symarip,
Derrick May,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Oblivians,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Nation of Ulysses,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lou Reed,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.