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 Australia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 guitar 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 Reagan Youth to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jeru the Damaja,
Eric Dolphy,
The Moody Blues,
Oblivians,
Joy Division,
Circle Jerks,
Jerry's Kids,
The Trojans,
Radio Birdman,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Human League,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Erykah Badu,
Theoretical Girls,
Nas,
Amon Düül II,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Country Teasers,
Glenn Branca,
Fluxion,
Terry Callier,
Pantaleimon,
Lou Reed,
Loose Ends,
Rosa Yemen,
The Human League,
Radiopuhelimet,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Wolf Eyes,
Visage,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Model 500,
Pussy Galore,
The Busters,
The Modern Lovers,
Brothers Johnson,
The Barracudas,
Ituana,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Dennis Brown,
Davy DMX,
Mars,
Duran Duran,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kurtis Blow,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cybotron,
Nik Kershaw,
Fatback Band,
Sun City Girls,
Hashim,
June of 44,
Magma,
The Index,
The Saints,
Jeff Lynne,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.