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 Madagascar and from Hong Kong.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 snare 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 Lower 48 to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron 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 spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
the Fania All-Stars,
Moss Icon,
R.M.O.,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Clear Light,
The Fire Engines,
Tommy Roe,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eurythmics,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Toni Rubio,
Tim Buckley,
Johnny Clarke,
The Sonics,
Mandrill,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Harmonia,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Inner City,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nation of Ulysses,
a-ha,
Eli Mardock,
Gong,
Roxette,
Freddie Wadling,
The Gladiators,
Warren Ellis,
FM Einheit,
Circle Jerks,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Warsaw,
Andrew Hill,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Grey Daturas,
Roxy Music,
Surgeon,
EPMD,
Royal Trux,
Brass Construction,
Ponytail,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
CMW,
Dawn Penn,
Marc Almond,
Erykah Badu,
Mo-Dettes,
X-102,
Scott Walker,
The Martian,
The Fuzztones,
Zapp,
Suburban Knight,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.