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 Thailand and from Johannesburg.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the theremin 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 Mad Mike to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Jerry's Kids,
Joey Negro,
Ken Boothe,
Eden Ahbez,
Jacob Miller,
LL Cool J,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Big Daddy Kane,
Godley & Creme,
Can,
John Lydon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sam Rivers,
Bootsy Collins,
Dorothy Ashby,
T.S.O.L.,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Aural Exciters,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Minnie Riperton,
The Sonics,
Joe Smooth,
Roy Ayers,
Y Pants,
Gichy Dan,
the Sonics,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Panda Bear,
The Count Five,
Roger Hodgson,
Fugazi,
Negative Approach,
The Durutti Column,
Don Cherry,
Barbara Tucker,
Q65,
Oblivians,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Nas,
Second Layer,
Marc Almond,
Brick,
Albert Ayler,
Chris Corsano,
Darondo,
Jimmy McGriff,
Aloha Tigers,
Heaven 17,
Bush Tetras,
Letta Mbulu,
JFA,
Make Up,
Isaac Hayes,
MDC,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Eric Copeland,
Ossler,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.