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 Liberia and from Shanghai.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe 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 Soul II Soul to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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?
The Residents,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Move,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Little Man,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ultra Naté,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Stockholm Monsters,
Cluster,
Moby Grape,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Avey Tare,
Procol Harum,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
FM Einheit,
DJ Sneak,
Malaria!,
Marmalade,
Junior Murvin,
Warsaw,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Interpol,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Loose Ends,
The Last Poets,
Oneida,
Vainqueur,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Buzzcocks,
Jeff Lynne,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Birthday Party,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Germs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sonic Youth,
Aswad,
Wasted Youth,
Lou Christie,
Pierre Henry,
Kaleidoscope,
Make Up,
Second Layer,
The Pretty Things,
Skarface,
Stereo Dub,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Dead C,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bauhaus,
Man Eating Sloth,
Quadrant,
Quando Quango,
The Cure,
Black Sheep,
R.M.O.,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.