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 Uzbekistan and from Manila.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manila.
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 mellotron 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 Sugar Minott to the disco 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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
Lyres,
Eric Dolphy,
Underground Resistance,
The New Christs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dave Gahan,
Stiv Bators,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Absolute Body Control,
Minnie Riperton,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lebanon Hanover,
Barclay James Harvest,
Peter and Kerry,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Second Layer,
Siglo XX,
Morten Harket,
Buzzcocks,
Blossom Toes,
cv313,
Urselle,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Mark Hollis,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Adolescents,
Rosa Yemen,
Nas,
Toni Rubio,
Alison Limerick,
The Red Krayola,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Deakin,
The Raincoats,
Brick,
John Holt,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Reuben Wilson,
Das Ding,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tres Demented,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Graham Central Station,
Sixth Finger,
Joe Finger,
Fear,
Can,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Electric Prunes,
Cameo,
Chris Corsano,
Y Pants,
Theoretical Girls,
Blancmange,
Ultimate Spinach,
Cecil Taylor,
Wasted Youth,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.