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 Taiwan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Dual Sessions to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Donald Byrd,
Eve St. Jones,
Chris Corsano,
Altered Images,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Blackbyrds,
Girls At Our Best!,
Toni Rubio,
Soul II Soul,
UT,
Sixth Finger,
The Grass Roots,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bootsy Collins,
The Offenders,
The Techniques,
Tres Demented,
Slick Rick,
The Victims,
Black Sheep,
Cluster,
PIL,
Liliput,
Marmalade,
Lyres,
the Swans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Harmonia,
Skarface,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
the Bar-Kays,
Unrelated Segments,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Robert Görl,
Crooked Eye,
Marc Almond,
Rotary Connection,
The Birthday Party,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Unwound,
X-Ray Spex,
Sonic Youth,
Nation of Ulysses,
Echospace,
The Black Dice,
Joey Negro,
Icehouse,
Idris Muhammad,
David McCallum,
The Standells,
Roxy Music,
Make Up,
Index,
Aloha Tigers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sister Nancy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
DJ Style,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.