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 Greece and from Lyon.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba 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 Banda Bassotti to the rap 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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Laurel Aitken,
This Heat,
Desert Stars,
Sandy B,
Bauhaus,
Cameo,
B.T. Express,
Joensuu 1685,
R.M.O.,
Marmalade,
Youth Brigade,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rotary Connection,
T.S.O.L.,
Ludus,
Blossom Toes,
Throbbing Gristle,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bill Near,
Barclay James Harvest,
Main Source,
Radiohead,
Groovy Waters,
Eric Copeland,
Idris Muhammad,
The Busters,
Simply Red,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Duran Duran,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
cv313,
One Last Wish,
the Normal,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Names,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nico,
Blancmange,
CMW,
Roy Ayers,
Pylon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Negative Approach,
Blake Baxter,
Silicon Teens,
Porter Ricks,
The Golliwogs,
Peter & Gordon,
The Shadows of Knight,
Barbara Tucker,
Flamin' Groovies,
Davy DMX,
Japan,
kango's stein massive,
Ronnie Foster,
Heaven 17,
Outsiders,
Mars, Mars, Mars, Mars.
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.