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 Iraq and from Bremen.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar 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 Deadbeat to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Metal Thangz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lungfish,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Tommy Roe,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Roy Ayers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
X-101,
Eddi Front,
Blake Baxter,
Reuben Wilson,
PIL,
Accadde A,
Loose Ends,
The Angels of Light,
Grauzone,
Slick Rick,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Joe Finger,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Althea and Donna,
Negative Approach,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Soft Cell,
Quantec,
Ohio Players,
Pet Shop Boys,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Letta Mbulu,
the Association,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sparks,
Dark Day,
Minutemen,
Procol Harum,
Agitation Free,
Popol Vuh,
The Human League,
Roger Hodgson,
Masters at Work,
Lou Reed,
Flash Fearless,
Yusef Lateef,
The Associates,
Brothers Johnson,
Angry Samoans,
The Music Machine,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Piero Umiliani,
The Blackbyrds,
Radiohead,
The Saints,
Smog,
Ponytail,
Neu!,
Zero Boys,
Moss Icon,
John Holt,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.