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 Mexico 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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Barrington Levy to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers Ubiquity tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Maurizio,
Eric Dolphy,
Gang Gang Dance,
Flipper,
Popol Vuh,
Arthur Verocai,
Colin Newman,
Hoover,
PIL,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gang of Four,
Skarface,
Neil Young,
Cybotron,
Fat Boys,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jeff Lynne,
the Swans,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
World's Most,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Section 25,
Goldenarms,
Stetsasonic,
Howard Jones,
Marmalade,
Deakin,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Susan Cadogan,
Agitation Free,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Archie Shepp,
Crash Course in Science,
The Pop Group,
New Age Steppers,
JFA,
Underground Resistance,
Stereo Dub,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wolf Eyes,
Surgeon,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gang Starr,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Erasure,
Robert Görl,
Sun City Girls,
Patti Smith,
Neu!,
X-102,
The Remains,
Das Ding,
Inner City,
Steve Hackett,
Qualms,
Matthew Halsall,
Alice Coltrane,
The Count Five,
Magazine, Magazine, Magazine, Magazine.
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.