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 Luxembourg and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 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 Faust to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Popol Vuh,
Tubeway Army,
Archie Shepp,
Sonny Sharrock,
John Foxx,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Isaac Hayes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Music Machine,
Au Pairs,
Saccharine Trust,
New Age Steppers,
The Five Americans,
Panda Bear,
Thee Headcoats,
The Gories,
U.S. Maple,
Don Cherry,
Visage,
MC5,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eli Mardock,
The United States of America,
Big Daddy Kane,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fluxion,
Cybotron,
the Soft Cell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jeff Mills,
New Order,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gang Green,
Wings,
The Last Poets,
Little Man,
Minnie Riperton,
Joe Smooth,
Funky Four + One,
Aswad,
Basic Channel,
Slick Rick,
Skriet,
Maurizio,
Nick Fraelich,
Barrington Levy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Blackbyrds,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Bananas,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Inner City,
Marine Girls,
Dorothy Ashby,
Procol Harum,
Neil Young,
Groovy Waters,
The Cure,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.