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 Romania and from Tehran.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Derrick May,
the Soft Cell,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tim Buckley,
Byron Stingily,
The Electric Prunes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eric Dolphy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bauhaus,
Angry Samoans,
The Mummies,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sun Ra,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Move,
Sonic Youth,
Ossler,
L. Decosne,
Joy Division,
Boredoms,
The Smiths,
Toni Rubio,
June Days,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rhythm & Sound,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rufus Thomas,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Tommy Roe,
Fatback Band,
Magazine,
a-ha,
Aloha Tigers,
The Sonics,
Swell Maps,
World's Most,
Thee Headcoats,
Moebius,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kerri Chandler,
The Star Department,
Groovy Waters,
Deadbeat,
Accadde A,
The Martian,
Joyce Sims,
Excepter,
F. McDonald,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scan 7,
Little Man,
The Shadows of Knight,
Alice Coltrane,
the Slits,
Judy Mowatt,
The American Breed,
Brand Nubian,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.