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 Albania and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Kas Product to the grunge 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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Porter Ricks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Gastr Del Sol,
Isaac Hayes,
Sugar Minott,
Scott Walker,
Howard Jones,
Maleditus Sound,
Panda Bear,
John Coltrane,
Drive Like Jehu,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Skatalites,
UT,
Silicon Teens,
Can,
Mr. Review,
The J.B.'s,
F. McDonald,
Barry Ungar,
Flash Fearless,
The Trojans,
ABBA,
Amon Düül,
John Cale,
Soul Sonic Force,
David McCallum,
Index,
The Monochrome Set,
Tomorrow,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ultra Naté,
Sarah Menescal,
Japan,
Smog,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Cure,
Absolute Body Control,
Moebius,
Aaron Thompson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
E-Dancer,
DJ Sneak,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Moby Grape,
Qualms,
Skaos,
Dark Day,
Warren Ellis,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Real Kids,
Ten City,
Boredoms,
Adolescents,
John Holt,
Stetsasonic,
Piero Umiliani,
Delta 5,
The Mojo Men,
Alison Limerick,
James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks.
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.