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 Antigua 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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Panda Bear to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Tim Buckley,
The Selecter,
Crash Course in Science,
Basic Channel,
kango's stein massive,
E-Dancer,
The Fall,
The Electric Prunes,
Mandrill,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Oneida,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Technova,
Jandek,
Derrick Morgan,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Soul II Soul,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Brass Construction,
Chris & Cosey,
Second Layer,
The Blues Magoos,
Mars,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Young Rascals,
Barrington Levy,
The Flesh Eaters,
Donny Hathaway,
Hot Snakes,
Bootsy Collins,
Little Man,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Smoke,
Bob Dylan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Suburban Knight,
Soulsonic Force,
Neil Young,
Half Japanese,
The Smiths,
Wolf Eyes,
Skarface,
Angry Samoans,
Popol Vuh,
Johnny Clarke,
The Kinks,
The Move,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Infiniti,
The Moody Blues,
Malaria!,
Magma,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Aaron Thompson,
Royal Trux,
Erasure,
John Holt,
Nik Kershaw,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.