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 Angola and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Crispy Ambulance to the jazz 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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
The Saints,
Massinfluence,
Little Man,
In Retrospect,
Radiohead,
Index,
Bush Tetras,
Blake Baxter,
Dawn Penn,
Kayak,
Joe Finger,
Laurel Aitken,
Jerry's Kids,
Public Image Ltd.,
Reagan Youth,
Hot Snakes,
Robert Hood,
Lungfish,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Residents,
The Cure,
Minor Threat,
The Detroit Cobras,
EPMD,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Todd Terry,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lou Reed,
Flipper,
Sound Behaviour,
The Index,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Man Parrish,
Infiniti,
Negative Approach,
Davy DMX,
Cameo,
Yusef Lateef,
Liliput,
OOIOO,
The Sound,
Rhythm & Sound,
Stereo Dub,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ten City,
Dead Boys,
The Skatalites,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Marmalade,
The Sonics,
Boz Scaggs,
The Wake,
Royal Trux,
Altered Images,
John Lydon,
Gichy Dan,
Animal Collective,
Camberwell Now,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.