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 Norway and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 arpeggiator 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 David Axelrod to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 the Slits. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Nik Kershaw,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Carl Craig,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Fela Kuti,
Chrome,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jerry's Kids,
Guru Guru,
Kas Product,
Ponytail,
The Tremeloes,
MC5,
Khruangbin,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eric Dolphy,
Youth Brigade,
Maurizio,
T. Rex,
Harmonia,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tim Buckley,
Royal Trux,
Derrick Morgan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Gories,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ohio Players,
MDC,
The Vogues,
Banda Bassotti,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Quadrant,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Colin Newman,
Kayak,
The Smiths,
Skriet,
Mantronix,
Faraquet,
Max Romeo,
Heaven 17,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jeru the Damaja,
Camouflage,
Minnie Riperton,
Kaleidoscope,
Bang On A Can,
Flamin' Groovies,
Zapp,
Todd Rundgren,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Motions,
Country Teasers,
Mission of Burma,
Television,
Skarface,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.