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 Czech Republic and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bang On A Can to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
The Monochrome Set,
Heaven 17,
Pierre Henry,
Porter Ricks,
Chris Corsano,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Josef K,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kerrie Biddell,
Minny Pops,
June of 44,
Franke,
Organ,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bobby Sherman,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Model 500,
Bootsy Collins,
Gerry Rafferty,
Swans,
Howard Jones,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Faraquet,
Brand Nubian,
Stiv Bators,
Aswad,
EPMD,
Soft Cell,
Janne Schatter,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bronski Beat,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
World's Most,
Television,
Essential Logic,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Happenings,
The Tremeloes,
Unrelated Segments,
The Victims,
Schoolly D,
Delta 5,
The Pretty Things,
Stockholm Monsters,
Junior Murvin,
Q and Not U,
Crispy Ambulance,
Rufus Thomas,
Supertramp,
Desert Stars,
The Smoke,
Brothers Johnson,
Ponytail,
Dual Sessions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lou Christie,
Joey Negro,
the Slits,
Amazonics,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.