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 Cuba and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 güiro 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 Scientists to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Flash Fearless,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sex Pistols,
Harpers Bizarre,
Silicon Teens,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Schoolly D,
Harry Pussy,
Fugazi,
MC5,
The Barracudas,
The Martian,
The Black Dice,
The Doobie Brothers,
Motorama,
Alice Coltrane,
John Coltrane,
Black Flag,
Los Fastidios,
Lou Christie,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eden Ahbez,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rotary Connection,
The Litter,
Sonic Youth,
R.M.O.,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tres Demented,
Severed Heads,
Marshall Jefferson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Swans,
Deadbeat,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Donald Byrd,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Toni Rubio,
Terrestrial Tones,
Mandrill,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Juan Atkins,
The Velvet Underground,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ronnie Foster,
the Germs,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Neon Judgement,
The Blues Magoos,
DJ Sneak,
The Motions,
Flamin' Groovies,
Mr. Review,
Joyce Sims,
Banda Bassotti,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Altered Images,
Index,
Camberwell Now,
Mary Jane Girls,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.