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 Kyrgyzstan and from Lyon.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 ABC to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every B.T. Express 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Y Pants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kaleidoscope,
Youth Brigade,
Marmalade,
Altered Images,
E-Dancer,
Warren Ellis,
Shoche,
Hashim,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Quando Quango,
MC5,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Black Flag,
Suicide,
Dual Sessions,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Gladiators,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Neil Young,
Surgeon,
Robert Hood,
Malaria!,
Bob Dylan,
June Days,
Curtis Mayfield,
Average White Band,
Pylon,
Ultravox,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Slave,
The Names,
The Doobie Brothers,
Barbara Tucker,
Agitation Free,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
John Holt,
Icehouse,
Monolake,
Babytalk,
Roy Ayers,
Talk Talk,
The Moody Blues,
One Last Wish,
Lightning Bolt,
Sonic Youth,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Moleskins,
Rotary Connection,
Peter and Kerry,
June of 44,
Ralphi Rosario,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scientists,
The Sonics,
Colin Newman,
Flash Fearless,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Vainqueur,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.