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 Sudan and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Qualms to the disco 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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All The Beau Brummels tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Green record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Khruangbin,
Laurel Aitken,
Ten City,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Seeds,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Accadde A,
Peter and Kerry,
James Chance & The Contortions,
PIL,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Audionom,
Kayak,
Davy DMX,
The Residents,
Alice Coltrane,
Grauzone,
Crash Course in Science,
The Skatalites,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Unwound,
Jerry's Kids,
Robert Wyatt,
Malaria!,
Skarface,
Cluster,
Connie Case,
Matthew Bourne,
Stereo Dub,
Skaos,
Drexciya,
Joe Finger,
Bizarre Inc.,
Al Stewart,
E-Dancer,
The Offenders,
Pierre Henry,
Fort Wilson Riot,
cv313,
Banda Bassotti,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Swans,
Derrick May,
The American Breed,
Eve St. Jones,
Basic Channel,
Slave,
Easy Going,
Inner City,
the Bar-Kays,
Jesper Dahlback,
Talk Talk,
Nirvana,
Max Romeo,
Letta Mbulu,
Eric Copeland,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.