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 Eritrea and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Bronski Beat to the grime 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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
Mandrill,
Jacob Miller,
the Swans,
T. Rex,
Lucky Dragons,
Boogie Down Productions,
Prince Buster,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bill Near,
Letta Mbulu,
Laurel Aitken,
Duran Duran,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
MC5,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Model 500,
Hasil Adkins,
Liliput,
The Trojans,
Nils Olav,
David McCallum,
Johnny Clarke,
Max Romeo,
Eve St. Jones,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Spoonie Gee,
The Detroit Cobras,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bobby Womack,
Todd Terry,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
ABC,
Con Funk Shun,
a-ha,
Adolescents,
the Sonics,
Ituana,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
UT,
Quantec,
Fear,
New York Dolls,
KRS-One,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Erykah Badu,
David Bowie,
Bill Wells,
Alice Coltrane,
Outsiders,
Ponytail,
Aaron Thompson,
Tom Boy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Monochrome Set,
Kayak,
OOIOO,
Half Japanese,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.