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 Philippines 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Amon Düül II to the funk 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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
David Bowie,
David Axelrod,
Fluxion,
The Barracudas,
Theoretical Girls,
Moss Icon,
Kaleidoscope,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Brothers Johnson,
Circle Jerks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Todd Terry,
Rosa Yemen,
Shuggie Otis,
Ultravox,
Gabor Szabo,
The Techniques,
Unrelated Segments,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Drexciya,
The Cowsills,
Zapp,
Tomorrow,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Seeds,
the Bar-Kays,
Freddie Wadling,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Popol Vuh,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Star Department,
Little Man,
Davy DMX,
Quadrant,
The Electric Prunes,
Amazonics,
The Doors,
The Blues Magoos,
The Dirtbombs,
JFA,
Alice Coltrane,
The Names,
Nik Kershaw,
OOIOO,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eve St. Jones,
H. Thieme,
Stetsasonic,
UT,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Alison Limerick,
Aaron Thompson,
Avey Tare,
Pulsallama,
Carl Craig,
EPMD,
Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano.
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.