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 Uruguay and from Shanghai.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the rhodes 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 JFA to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Style,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Leonard Cohen,
Livin' Joy,
ABC,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
F. McDonald,
Accadde A,
Half Japanese,
Mo-Dettes,
The Invisible,
Surgeon,
Steve Hackett,
Curtis Mayfield,
Simply Red,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Spoonie Gee,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rhythm & Sound,
Infiniti,
The American Breed,
Kas Product,
Masters at Work,
Morten Harket,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tubeway Army,
The United States of America,
Kayak,
Boz Scaggs,
Tres Demented,
KRS-One,
The Flesh Eaters,
Fela Kuti,
Junior Murvin,
LL Cool J,
AZ,
Amon Düül,
Vladislav Delay,
Kool Moe Dee,
Public Image Ltd.,
Hasil Adkins,
Matthew Bourne,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lungfish,
Black Flag,
Essential Logic,
Lalann,
Sam Rivers,
Amazonics,
Anthony Braxton,
Eric Dolphy,
The Gladiators,
Robert Hood,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Severed Heads,
Fear,
Sound Behaviour,
Hardrive,
Nico,
Easy Going,
MC5,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Scott Walker,
Lebanon Hanover,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.