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 Chile and from Mexico City.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the funk 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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
MDC,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Hardrive,
Kas Product,
Model 500,
Black Moon,
JFA,
Bootsy Collins,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gichy Dan,
Pet Shop Boys,
Television Personalities,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Delta 5,
Sun City Girls,
Faraquet,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Skatalites,
Sound Behaviour,
Gong,
The Moleskins,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Gap Band,
Gang of Four,
Eurythmics,
Flamin' Groovies,
Essential Logic,
The Litter,
Mandrill,
The Neon Judgement,
Junior Murvin,
Swell Maps,
Graham Central Station,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Supertramp,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bill Near,
Babytalk,
Radio Birdman,
UT,
Spoonie Gee,
Ten City,
The Fortunes,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Martian,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Interpol,
Amazonics,
John Cale,
Deepchord,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sight & Sound,
Glenn Branca,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Faust,
Wings,
Pussy Galore,
Joensuu 1685,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.