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 Saudi Arabia and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Tomorrow to the grunge 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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish 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 clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eric Copeland,
Jawbox,
Camberwell Now,
The Knickerbockers,
EPMD,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Dirtbombs,
Donald Byrd,
Peter & Gordon,
Man Eating Sloth,
Harry Pussy,
DNA,
Radio Birdman,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Derrick Morgan,
Sällskapet,
The Misunderstood,
Royal Trux,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Reagan Youth,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tres Demented,
Fugazi,
Aswad,
Skaos,
Charles Mingus,
The Cramps,
Marvin Gaye,
Aural Exciters,
Flash Fearless,
Bluetip,
the Human League,
Subhumans,
Adolescents,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Unrelated Segments,
John Cale,
Saccharine Trust,
Angry Samoans,
Fort Wilson Riot,
ABBA,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
U.S. Maple,
Arcadia,
Reuben Wilson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Moody Blues,
Alison Limerick,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Letta Mbulu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Duran Duran,
Gregory Isaacs,
Morten Harket,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Roy Ayers,
A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.
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.