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 Chad and from Copenhagen.
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 Salvador and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Pantytec to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Colin Newman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Blancmange,
Gang Green,
Fatback Band,
ABBA,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ultra Naté,
D'Angelo,
Darondo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bootsy Collins,
Trumans Water,
Hardrive,
Albert Ayler,
Janne Schatter,
Monolake,
China Crisis,
Can,
La Düsseldorf,
The Count Five,
The Offenders,
Soft Cell,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Tres Demented,
Ronnie Foster,
The Selecter,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Anakelly,
Faust,
Scrapy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Eden Ahbez,
Radiohead,
The Dead C,
B.T. Express,
Mary Jane Girls,
Moss Icon,
Sight & Sound,
Anthony Braxton,
The Fortunes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mandrill,
Ronan,
Cheater Slicks,
X-101,
Judy Mowatt,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Colin Newman,
The Blues Magoos,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Litter,
Unrelated Segments,
MDC,
In Retrospect,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
MC5,
Yellowson,
Depeche Mode,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.