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 Ireland and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Spokane.
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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the dance 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a F. McDonald record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
In Retrospect,
Metal Thangz,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sight & Sound,
Barbara Tucker,
Marine Girls,
Skriet,
Yellowson,
The Fall,
Desert Stars,
Max Romeo,
the Bar-Kays,
Bauhaus,
Black Flag,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Unwound,
Khruangbin,
the Human League,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Theoretical Girls,
Bronski Beat,
Cluster,
Dead Boys,
Camberwell Now,
The Golliwogs,
Absolute Body Control,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Delon & Dalcan,
Donald Byrd,
Erasure,
Schoolly D,
Tomorrow,
Todd Rundgren,
Sandy B,
Banda Bassotti,
Procol Harum,
Alphaville,
Ronan,
Harmonia,
Carl Craig,
Soul II Soul,
Lou Reed,
Sonic Youth,
Iggy Pop,
The Blackbyrds,
Can,
The Young Rascals,
Gichy Dan,
Johnny Osbourne,
Byron Stingily,
Guru Guru,
Half Japanese,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
MC5,
Intrusion,
Michelle Simonal,
Pole,
X-102,
Chris Corsano,
Monolake,
Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama.
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.