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 Vanuatu and from Taipei.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bob Dylan to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Moby Grape,
Bobby Byrd,
Eric Dolphy,
Sonny Sharrock,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Essential Logic,
Hashim,
This Heat,
Lindisfarne,
Young Marble Giants,
Kenny Larkin,
The Beau Brummels,
Bush Tetras,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Associates,
The J.B.'s,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Gladiators,
The Mojo Men,
Gichy Dan,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Star Department,
The Flesh Eaters,
Flamin' Groovies,
Tommy Roe,
In Retrospect,
Harry Pussy,
Public Enemy,
Mandrill,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Gories,
Jerry's Kids,
Stereo Dub,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Anakelly,
The Grass Roots,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Divine Comedy,
Outsiders,
Anthony Braxton,
Gang Green,
The Real Kids,
Laurel Aitken,
Talk Talk,
The Stooges,
Angry Samoans,
Rhythm & Sound,
Judy Mowatt,
Marmalade,
The Toasters,
The Residents,
Maurizio,
Gang of Four,
10cc,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.