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 Korea North and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo 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 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blackbyrds,
Soft Cell,
Eden Ahbez,
Vladislav Delay,
Shoche,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Loose Ends,
Marmalade,
Grauzone,
Camberwell Now,
Tears for Fears,
Gang of Four,
Faraquet,
Infiniti,
Judy Mowatt,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pole,
Dorothy Ashby,
Newcleus,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Clear Light,
Moebius,
Unwound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scion,
Heaven 17,
Scratch Acid,
Slick Rick,
The Busters,
Accadde A,
Vainqueur,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Massinfluence,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Model 500,
the Normal,
Mo-Dettes,
The Vogues,
Alphaville,
Excepter,
Henry Cow,
Idris Muhammad,
Bobby Womack,
Ronnie Foster,
Jacques Brel,
Hashim,
Stetsasonic,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bootsy Collins,
Porter Ricks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lightning Bolt,
The Five Americans,
Arthur Verocai,
The Shadows of Knight,
Tropical Tobacco,
Mission of Burma,
Archie Shepp,
Radiohead,
Agitation Free,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
cv313,
Althea and Donna,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.