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 Barbados and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Wolf Eyes to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Accadde A,
EPMD,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Residents,
Letta Mbulu,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Litter,
Massinfluence,
Iggy Pop,
Sexual Harrassment,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Al Stewart,
Janne Schatter,
Girls At Our Best!,
Hasil Adkins,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Fatback Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Scott Walker,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sister Nancy,
The Real Kids,
China Crisis,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Soul Sonic Force,
Minny Pops,
The Moody Blues,
Bauhaus,
Chrome,
The Selecter,
Buzzcocks,
Eve St. Jones,
Dave Gahan,
Stereo Dub,
Roy Ayers,
Slave,
Tommy Roe,
Howard Jones,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kayak,
Black Sheep,
Dawn Penn,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joe Finger,
Neu!,
Franke,
Joey Negro,
The Birthday Party,
Subhumans,
cv313,
Skarface,
the Human League,
Ornette Coleman,
Lee Hazlewood,
Qualms,
Wally Richardson,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.