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 Philippines and from Mexico City.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ 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 Panda Bear to the jazz 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 The Monks. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sound,
Livin' Joy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Hardrive,
Stockholm Monsters,
Brothers Johnson,
Warren Ellis,
Judy Mowatt,
The Moleskins,
Flamin' Groovies,
Danielle Patucci,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Agitation Free,
FM Einheit,
Tres Demented,
Joe Finger,
Lou Christie,
The Leaves,
Ossler,
Piero Umiliani,
Funkadelic,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Radio Birdman,
Henry Cow,
Stereo Dub,
Aswad,
Television Personalities,
Q65,
Tomorrow,
The Count Five,
June Days,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Matthew Halsall,
Thee Headcoats,
Yusef Lateef,
Godley & Creme,
Soul II Soul,
Infiniti,
David Bowie,
The Happenings,
Davy DMX,
Sixth Finger,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
cv313,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wolf Eyes,
Kenny Larkin,
a-ha,
Bobby Byrd,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Q and Not U,
Malaria!,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
John Lydon,
Soulsonic Force,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Germs,
The Music Machine,
Black Bananas,
Goldenarms,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
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.