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 Denmark and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the 808 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 the Sonics to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pharoah Sanders. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Minny Pops,
Massinfluence,
Chrome,
Icehouse,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Barracudas,
The Misunderstood,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Second Layer,
Symarip,
Amon Düül II,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Leonard Cohen,
Kevin Saunderson,
Suicide,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Supertramp,
Kenny Larkin,
Throbbing Gristle,
Archie Shepp,
Danielle Patucci,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Slits,
X-102,
The Zeros,
DNA,
Outsiders,
Graham Central Station,
Banda Bassotti,
Lower 48,
Crime,
Wally Richardson,
Mandrill,
Skriet,
FM Einheit,
Eric Dolphy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sonic Youth,
Mad Mike,
Joe Smooth,
Janne Schatter,
La Düsseldorf,
Minutemen,
Ludus,
Eden Ahbez,
PIL,
Harmonia,
The Associates,
Cal Tjader,
Barrington Levy,
Josef K,
Q65,
The Move,
Maurizio,
L. Decosne,
Soul II Soul,
OOIOO,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.