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 Nigeria and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the oboe 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 Soul II Soul to the crunk 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 The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Easy Going,
Minor Threat,
Depeche Mode,
Colin Newman,
Marshall Jefferson,
Maleditus Sound,
Faust,
Duran Duran,
Crime,
Sun City Girls,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Soul II Soul,
Severed Heads,
Morten Harket,
Massinfluence,
New Order,
Terrestrial Tones,
Guru Guru,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Peter and Kerry,
Tubeway Army,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Association,
Schoolly D,
Bob Dylan,
Underground Resistance,
Sam Rivers,
Black Bananas,
Black Sheep,
Ken Boothe,
Max Romeo,
Janne Schatter,
Oneida,
Minutemen,
Liliput,
Eric Dolphy,
The Leaves,
Man Parrish,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Star Department,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
a-ha,
Cheater Slicks,
The Monks,
Smog,
Moby Grape,
EPMD,
Black Flag,
Maurizio,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Boredoms,
DJ Style,
Icehouse,
Ituana,
Los Fastidios,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Chris Corsano,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Blues Magoos,
Joensuu 1685,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.