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 Bolivia and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lyon.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gastr Del Sol to the punk 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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Misunderstood,
The Monks,
Toni Rubio,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Skarface,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Whodini,
Man Parrish,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gichy Dan,
Scientists,
Unwound,
Porter Ricks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Brass Construction,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ultimate Spinach,
8 Eyed Spy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
John Cale,
The Skatalites,
Thee Headcoats,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sight & Sound,
Rapeman,
Excepter,
Ponytail,
Pole,
Arthur Verocai,
Absolute Body Control,
Masters at Work,
Funkadelic,
The Doobie Brothers,
Quadrant,
Arab on Radar,
Qualms,
Monolake,
Eurythmics,
The Durutti Column,
Donald Byrd,
London Community Gospel Choir,
FM Einheit,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Association,
Tears for Fears,
Flash Fearless,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fad Gadget,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Maurizio,
Sonic Youth,
Yazoo,
U.S. Maple,
The Cure,
The Sound,
Guru Guru,
The Gap Band,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
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.