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 Swaziland 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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Grey Daturas to the dance 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
MC5,
Outsiders,
MDC,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bobbi Humphrey,
cv313,
The Walker Brothers,
The Monks,
Jacques Brel,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Fall,
Chris & Cosey,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kevin Saunderson,
Agitation Free,
Easy Going,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Max Romeo,
The Pop Group,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Skaos,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Boz Scaggs,
Neil Young,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Camouflage,
Drexciya,
JFA,
Black Pus,
DJ Sneak,
The Invisible,
Newcleus,
Fatback Band,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Massinfluence,
Crime,
Infiniti,
Echospace,
Absolute Body Control,
Banda Bassotti,
David McCallum,
The Raincoats,
Pulsallama,
Au Pairs,
Bauhaus,
Bobby Byrd,
Letta Mbulu,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ronan,
Yaz,
Eve St. Jones,
Faraquet,
Boogie Down Productions,
Suicide,
Ten City,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Vainqueur,
Essential Logic,
Underground Resistance,
The Tremeloes,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.