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 Korea North and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Skriet to the jazz 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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Red Krayola,
Sarah Menescal,
Swell Maps,
Pagans,
Subhumans,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Skaos,
Erasure,
Freddie Wadling,
Deakin,
Nick Fraelich,
Juan Atkins,
Index,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Roxy Music,
AZ,
Niagra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Tremeloes,
Blake Baxter,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kurtis Blow,
Black Sheep,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Velvet Underground,
The Fall,
Black Pus,
PIL,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Cure,
Thompson Twins,
The Cramps,
Quando Quango,
Brass Construction,
Gong,
Dead Boys,
The Gories,
Metal Thangz,
David McCallum,
Isaac Hayes,
Boz Scaggs,
Scientists,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Prince Buster,
Television,
Parry Music,
Jacob Miller,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Star Department,
the Slits,
D'Angelo,
The Remains,
F. McDonald,
Los Fastidios,
Cal Tjader,
Slick Rick,
Mission of Burma,
The Knickerbockers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Alton Ellis,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.