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 South Sudan and from Johannesburg.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Susan Cadogan to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Unwound,
Leonard Cohen,
The Vogues,
Marc Almond,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Oneida,
Erykah Badu,
Maurizio,
OOIOO,
Q and Not U,
Lebanon Hanover,
Los Fastidios,
Smog,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ossler,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Silicon Teens,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pylon,
The Doobie Brothers,
PIL,
The Monks,
Sparks,
Wally Richardson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Black Sheep,
The Pop Group,
D'Angelo,
World's Most,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Howard Jones,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Flash Fearless,
Marine Girls,
Echospace,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Average White Band,
Ludus,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
China Crisis,
The United States of America,
Kurtis Blow,
Max Romeo,
Talk Talk,
Mission of Burma,
Stereo Dub,
Young Marble Giants,
The Smiths,
Joey Negro,
Theoretical Girls,
Tropical Tobacco,
Simply Red,
the Germs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Blancmange,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.