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 Portugal and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 guitar 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 The Velvet Underground to the grime 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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang on a Can All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
Japan,
Max Romeo,
Warren Ellis,
Soul II Soul,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Amazonics,
Piero Umiliani,
a-ha,
Jesper Dahlback,
New York Dolls,
Donald Byrd,
The Sonics,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Q and Not U,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ronan,
Goldenarms,
T. Rex,
Jerry's Kids,
Pantytec,
Massinfluence,
Roxette,
The Dirtbombs,
Leonard Cohen,
Bill Near,
The Blackbyrds,
David Axelrod,
Radio Birdman,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fela Kuti,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
ABBA,
Malaria!,
The Martian,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Real Kids,
U.S. Maple,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sarah Menescal,
The Cramps,
Organ,
Drexciya,
Funky Four + One,
The Fall,
Panda Bear,
Danielle Patucci,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Man Parrish,
The Electric Prunes,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Residents,
Eve St. Jones,
Fluxion,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mr. Review,
The Smiths,
John Foxx,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Eric Dolphy,
Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon.
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.