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 Albania and from Woodstock.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Electric Prunes to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glambeats Corp. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
The Misunderstood,
Wings,
Spoonie Gee,
Barry Ungar,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Arab on Radar,
Black Moon,
Gang Green,
Gastr Del Sol,
Angry Samoans,
Laurel Aitken,
B.T. Express,
X-101,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Drexciya,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Human League,
A Certain Ratio,
The Fire Engines,
Guru Guru,
Average White Band,
K-Klass,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Kaleidoscope,
Crispian St. Peters,
Scratch Acid,
The Trojans,
Half Japanese,
The Black Dice,
the Association,
X-102,
The Music Machine,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Radiohead,
Erasure,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Section 25,
Kayak,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gil Scott Heron,
UT,
Joe Finger,
Judy Mowatt,
La Düsseldorf,
Magazine,
Echospace,
Audionom,
Ossler,
The Residents,
The Leaves,
Joe Smooth,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ultra Naté,
Yaz,
Youth Brigade,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.