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 Ethiopia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Oblivians to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Beau Brummels,
Amon Düül,
Index,
Hardrive,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Yellowson,
The Monks,
The Slackers,
Depeche Mode,
Marc Almond,
KRS-One,
The Seeds,
R.M.O.,
Hashim,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Porter Ricks,
Darondo,
Albert Ayler,
Kurtis Blow,
Todd Rundgren,
New York Dolls,
Sparks,
Half Japanese,
Jerry's Kids,
Matthew Bourne,
Radiohead,
Black Bananas,
Deadbeat,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Curtis Mayfield,
Stereo Dub,
U.S. Maple,
The Mojo Men,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pole,
The Flesh Eaters,
Marmalade,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Gories,
Motorama,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Television,
Nation of Ulysses,
Scratch Acid,
Danielle Patucci,
T. Rex,
The Count Five,
EPMD,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pantytec,
Public Enemy,
Los Fastidios,
Royal Trux,
Q and Not U,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.