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 Serbia and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 New Age Steppers to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti 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 a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bush Tetras,
Reuben Wilson,
Lindisfarne,
Country Teasers,
Inner City,
Morten Harket,
The Leaves,
Moss Icon,
Interpol,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Robert Hood,
Fela Kuti,
The Grass Roots,
AZ,
The Happenings,
Cal Tjader,
the Normal,
Bauhaus,
Barclay James Harvest,
Freddie Wadling,
H. Thieme,
Black Flag,
Zapp,
Stereo Dub,
Gang Gang Dance,
Public Enemy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Stockholm Monsters,
Intrusion,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lakeside,
Bobby Hutcherson,
CMW,
Ronnie Foster,
The Electric Prunes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Eric Dolphy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Panda Bear,
10cc,
Skriet,
Kas Product,
Steve Hackett,
The Skatalites,
the Soft Cell,
Skarface,
Au Pairs,
Spandau Ballet,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Black Pus,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Boz Scaggs,
Minor Threat,
Lungfish,
The Blues Magoos,
Bobby Sherman,
DJ Sneak,
Wolf Eyes,
The Searchers,
Little Man,
Jerry's Kids,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.