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 Burundi and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Patti Smith to the rock 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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Altered Images record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Suicide,
Sam Rivers,
Kayak,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Crash Course in Science,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
X-Ray Spex,
Sound Behaviour,
The Knickerbockers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ponytail,
the Swans,
Jawbox,
Television,
Toni Rubio,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lucky Dragons,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Spoonie Gee,
Cameo,
Jerry Gold Smith,
David McCallum,
10cc,
Delta 5,
Cecil Taylor,
Barbara Tucker,
48th St. Collective,
Bob Dylan,
The Dirtbombs,
Y Pants,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cheater Slicks,
Basic Channel,
The Moleskins,
Surgeon,
Faust,
Section 25,
Bronski Beat,
The Fortunes,
Maleditus Sound,
Brass Construction,
Essential Logic,
Ornette Coleman,
Alice Coltrane,
The Zeros,
Eddi Front,
The Last Poets,
Thompson Twins,
Grey Daturas,
The Neon Judgement,
The Pop Group,
Bauhaus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camouflage,
The Searchers,
Aaron Thompson,
Todd Terry,
ABC,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.