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 Suriname 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Robert Wyatt to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sonics. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
The Searchers,
Little Man,
Fad Gadget,
Marvin Gaye,
Sarah Menescal,
Stereo Dub,
Jacob Miller,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
PIL,
Soul Sonic Force,
Accadde A,
Tears for Fears,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Evens,
Harry Pussy,
Leonard Cohen,
Jeff Mills,
The Mojo Men,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Patti Smith,
Dark Day,
The Slits,
Public Image Ltd.,
Camouflage,
Boredoms,
The Smoke,
Pylon,
Youth Brigade,
Cheater Slicks,
Monks,
UT,
Lou Christie,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Todd Terry,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Groovy Waters,
Robert Hood,
Ice-T,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Todd Rundgren,
Bob Dylan,
Jerry's Kids,
The Remains,
Amazonics,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Faraquet,
Quando Quango,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Real Kids,
Radio Birdman,
Lungfish,
The United States of America,
Henry Cow,
Alison Limerick,
These Immortal Souls,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Martian,
Eurythmics,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.