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 Bulgaria and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 theremin 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 Todd Rundgren to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Albert Ayler,
Scientists,
The Stooges,
Radiopuhelimet,
Television Personalities,
Cybotron,
The Names,
Ornette Coleman,
Rotary Connection,
Monks,
Dawn Penn,
Massinfluence,
Robert Wyatt,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Holt,
AZ,
Arcadia,
Simply Red,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Negative Approach,
F. McDonald,
Ronan,
Rhythm & Sound,
D'Angelo,
The Associates,
Desert Stars,
Eli Mardock,
Joe Finger,
Mo-Dettes,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kurtis Blow,
Hasil Adkins,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Funky Four + One,
Delon & Dalcan,
Toni Rubio,
Roxette,
Minny Pops,
Con Funk Shun,
Lyres,
The Black Dice,
Grandmaster Flash,
DJ Style,
Ken Boothe,
The Vogues,
Schoolly D,
Circle Jerks,
Heaven 17,
John Lydon,
The Tremeloes,
Swans,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Deakin,
Roger Hodgson,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Davy DMX,
Mark Hollis,
Bobby Womack,
The Monks,
The Zeros,
The J.B.'s,
Isaac Hayes,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.