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 Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Quantec to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Terry Callier tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO 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?
Yusef Lateef,
Average White Band,
Mars,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Guru Guru,
Minor Threat,
Aloha Tigers,
Mr. Review,
Angry Samoans,
OOIOO,
Trumans Water,
The Buckinghams,
a-ha,
Black Sheep,
Dual Sessions,
10cc,
Peter & Gordon,
Make Up,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Throbbing Gristle,
Rotary Connection,
Glambeats Corp.,
The New Christs,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Neu!,
Todd Terry,
Donald Byrd,
Ponytail,
Porter Ricks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Delta 5,
Stockholm Monsters,
Scott Walker,
Tomorrow,
Moby Grape,
Steve Hackett,
Das Ding,
Prince Buster,
Boz Scaggs,
Bobbi Humphrey,
John Holt,
Scratch Acid,
T.S.O.L.,
Bobby Byrd,
Mad Mike,
Intrusion,
Ultra Naté,
Matthew Bourne,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Surgeon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang Green,
Scion,
Mandrill,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lungfish,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.