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 Estonia and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Soul Sonic Force to the funk 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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Japan,
Wolf Eyes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Blake Baxter,
New York Dolls,
Q and Not U,
Urselle,
Unrelated Segments,
Max Romeo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Boredoms,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Soul II Soul,
The Durutti Column,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Barracudas,
Scratch Acid,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Arab on Radar,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Qualms,
Black Bananas,
Tears for Fears,
Piero Umiliani,
Gang Green,
Ornette Coleman,
Black Flag,
Marmalade,
Dual Sessions,
Ohio Players,
The Seeds,
Shoche,
Au Pairs,
Ash Ra Tempel,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Funkadelic,
The Buckinghams,
The Five Americans,
The Last Poets,
Los Fastidios,
Audionom,
Infiniti,
The Doors,
The Busters,
10cc,
Whodini,
Chris Corsano,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bobby Sherman,
Peter & Gordon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ultra Naté,
Panda Bear,
The Red Krayola,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.