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 Haiti 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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Mission of Burma 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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blancmange,
Zero Boys,
The Victims,
Patti Smith,
X-101,
Fat Boys,
Deepchord,
Animal Collective,
Michelle Simonal,
The Real Kids,
Minny Pops,
The Dead C,
Delon & Dalcan,
Harpers Bizarre,
Todd Terry,
Eden Ahbez,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mantronix,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Black Dice,
The Happenings,
Kas Product,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Los Fastidios,
Donald Byrd,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kayak,
The Walker Brothers,
Gastr Del Sol,
JFA,
Kenny Larkin,
Danielle Patucci,
MC5,
FM Einheit,
Altered Images,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Interpol,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pagans,
Groovy Waters,
Cymande,
Parry Music,
Marcia Griffiths,
Main Source,
Organ,
Royal Trux,
Lakeside,
Boz Scaggs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Cowsills,
Cheater Slicks,
the Sonics,
Minnie Riperton,
Tomorrow,
The Cure,
Jimmy McGriff,
UT,
Yellowson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.