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 Honduras and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 the Swans to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Ornette Coleman,
Terry Callier,
Japan,
The Searchers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Royal Trux,
Amon Düül II,
Brand Nubian,
Flipper,
Erykah Badu,
The Blackbyrds,
The Slackers,
Crooked Eye,
Cymande,
Ludus,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Metal Thangz,
Television,
Todd Rundgren,
Faust,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Todd Terry,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Moody Blues,
Gregory Isaacs,
Qualms,
The United States of America,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Connie Case,
The Martian,
Man Eating Sloth,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Deakin,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Scrapy,
Rotary Connection,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Hardrive,
Second Layer,
Ralphi Rosario,
Anthony Braxton,
Crispy Ambulance,
Fela Kuti,
Funkadelic,
Archie Shepp,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Urselle,
Agent Orange,
Nils Olav,
Marmalade,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dawn Penn,
Bill Wells,
Bobby Womack,
Blossom Toes,
DJ Style,
Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus.
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.