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 Mauritius and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 chamberlin 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 Hoover to the jazz 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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Jacob Miller,
Bobby Womack,
EPMD,
Todd Rundgren,
Nas,
The Blues Magoos,
The Count Five,
Subhumans,
the Fania All-Stars,
Pharoah Sanders,
Aaron Thompson,
The United States of America,
Derrick Morgan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Skriet,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Swans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amon Düül,
Y Pants,
Gastr Del Sol,
Heaven 17,
The Moleskins,
ABC,
Television Personalities,
Motorama,
The Monks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Coltrane,
Monks,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Harmonia,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sun City Girls,
The Flesh Eaters,
Boz Scaggs,
Leonard Cohen,
Alton Ellis,
Nico,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Soft Machine,
Infiniti,
Mo-Dettes,
Wally Richardson,
Marmalade,
Unrelated Segments,
New Age Steppers,
Bobby Byrd,
The Birthday Party,
Yazoo,
Q65,
Radio Birdman,
The Doors,
Eddi Front,
Brass Construction,
Arthur Verocai,
This Heat,
Kenny Larkin,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.