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 New Zealand and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 chamberlin 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grime 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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Last Poets,
The Stooges,
Joensuu 1685,
June of 44,
Eric Dolphy,
The Modern Lovers,
The Flesh Eaters,
Tim Buckley,
Arthur Verocai,
The Evens,
Charles Mingus,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Oneida,
Todd Rundgren,
Minnie Riperton,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sam Rivers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sparks,
Bobby Sherman,
The American Breed,
Funkadelic,
Main Source,
Warsaw,
Robert Wyatt,
Toni Rubio,
The Names,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Skatalites,
Harmonia,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Human League,
Roxette,
Porter Ricks,
Alison Limerick,
Spandau Ballet,
Fear,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lower 48,
Warren Ellis,
Scan 7,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Severed Heads,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
DJ Sneak,
Barbara Tucker,
Amon Düül,
DNA,
Juan Atkins,
Crooked Eye,
Anakelly,
Spoonie Gee,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Archie Shepp,
This Heat,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.