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 Romania and from Taipei.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar 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 Sarah Menescal to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
Country Teasers,
Zero Boys,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Hot Snakes,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
David Axelrod,
Severed Heads,
The Young Rascals,
Theoretical Girls,
Kenny Larkin,
Soul II Soul,
The Birthday Party,
Average White Band,
The Smoke,
Interpol,
Ice-T,
Public Enemy,
Black Pus,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Mummies,
Fear,
Glenn Branca,
Ornette Coleman,
Sonic Youth,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scientists,
The Last Poets,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Khruangbin,
Parry Music,
AZ,
Bizarre Inc.,
Delta 5,
Johnny Clarke,
Stetsasonic,
The Walker Brothers,
One Last Wish,
Rod Modell,
Camberwell Now,
Scan 7,
Frankie Knuckles,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pere Ubu,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Idris Muhammad,
Barry Ungar,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Man Eating Sloth,
Vainqueur,
Fela Kuti,
The Selecter,
Cal Tjader,
Neil Young,
Basic Channel,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
ABBA,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Todd Rundgren,
The Neon Judgement,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.