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 New Zealand and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Pantaleimon to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sandy B record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Pere Ubu,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Eric Copeland,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ultra Naté,
The Gladiators,
Janne Schatter,
Siglo XX,
Suicide,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Gories,
Reagan Youth,
B.T. Express,
The Dead C,
Deakin,
Pierre Henry,
Max Romeo,
Rapeman,
AZ,
Dawn Penn,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Animal Collective,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Ken Boothe,
Whodini,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Wake,
Joyce Sims,
UT,
Ossler,
Lalo Schifrin,
Big Daddy Kane,
Guru Guru,
The Electric Prunes,
EPMD,
Icehouse,
Fat Boys,
Funkadelic,
Sex Pistols,
Subhumans,
Parry Music,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Youth Brigade,
Sister Nancy,
Minnie Riperton,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ash Ra Tempel,
DJ Style,
The Velvet Underground,
The Sound,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Oblivians,
Grey Daturas,
June Days,
Alison Limerick,
Andrew Hill,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.