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 Portugal and from Manchester.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 chamberlin 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 Trumans Water to the rock 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 John Holt. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
Josef K,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Amon Düül II,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Carl Craig,
Delta 5,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sight & Sound,
Neil Young,
Chris & Cosey,
In Retrospect,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Popol Vuh,
Lou Christie,
The Kinks,
Donald Byrd,
The Grass Roots,
Section 25,
Skriet,
Junior Murvin,
Camberwell Now,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fad Gadget,
Scientists,
the Sonics,
KRS-One,
Los Fastidios,
Harpers Bizarre,
Fluxion,
The Smiths,
Ponytail,
Ice-T,
The Black Dice,
Yazoo,
Joensuu 1685,
Adolescents,
Country Teasers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Eli Mardock,
Anthony Braxton,
Joyce Sims,
The Count Five,
The Smoke,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joe Finger,
Dennis Brown,
Eddi Front,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amazonics,
ABBA,
Aswad,
Talk Talk,
Reuben Wilson,
Brass Construction,
Black Pus,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.