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 Kazakhstan and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Aswad to the dance 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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
Vladislav Delay,
Gregory Isaacs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ten City,
Oblivians,
Warsaw,
A Certain Ratio,
Erykah Badu,
Skriet,
Marshall Jefferson,
These Immortal Souls,
Thee Headcoats,
Tres Demented,
FM Einheit,
Letta Mbulu,
Marvin Gaye,
Chris & Cosey,
Lakeside,
Robert Wyatt,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Symarip,
The Cure,
Roxette,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Last Poets,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Black Sheep,
Whodini,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eddi Front,
The Misunderstood,
The Five Americans,
Alton Ellis,
Flash Fearless,
Eric B and Rakim,
Glenn Branca,
Loose Ends,
Shuggie Otis,
Stereo Dub,
Joy Division,
Barry Ungar,
Ultravox,
Mandrill,
Bobby Byrd,
Mission of Burma,
Arab on Radar,
The Count Five,
Camberwell Now,
This Heat,
Banda Bassotti,
Leonard Cohen,
The Blues Magoos,
Soul Sonic Force,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Buckinghams,
New Age Steppers,
Kenny Larkin,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.