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 Egypt and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 mellotron 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the dance 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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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?
LL Cool J,
Donald Byrd,
Erasure,
Scan 7,
Jacob Miller,
John Lydon,
Slave,
Banda Bassotti,
Zero Boys,
Duran Duran,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Neon Judgement,
Tom Boy,
The Barracudas,
Darondo,
AZ,
Boredoms,
The Monochrome Set,
The Happenings,
Joy Division,
Arab on Radar,
Sound Behaviour,
The Star Department,
Wire,
The Sound,
Donny Hathaway,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Absolute Body Control,
Jandek,
The Kinks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Cramps,
the Bar-Kays,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
David Axelrod,
Boz Scaggs,
Brick,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Basic Channel,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Monks,
Terry Callier,
Desert Stars,
The Cure,
Stiv Bators,
Warren Ellis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Wake,
The Invisible,
L. Decosne,
Minutemen,
Black Pus,
Franke,
The Searchers,
Wings,
Drive Like Jehu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pantytec,
Camberwell Now,
Faust,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.