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 Swaziland and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba 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 Susan Cadogan to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator 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 oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Jandek,
Faust,
Tim Buckley,
Crooked Eye,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Yusef Lateef,
Joe Smooth,
Thompson Twins,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Gap Band,
The Fortunes,
The Martian,
Aural Exciters,
Urselle,
PIL,
Alton Ellis,
Robert Hood,
Ice-T,
OOIOO,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lungfish,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Association,
the Human League,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Siglo XX,
The Wake,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Chris Corsano,
Neu!,
H. Thieme,
Dorothy Ashby,
Simply Red,
Colin Newman,
Vladislav Delay,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ten City,
Nick Fraelich,
Flipper,
Fatback Band,
Panda Bear,
Quando Quango,
Sun Ra,
Jeff Mills,
June Days,
Angry Samoans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lalann,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Max Romeo,
Ultra Naté,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Can,
Lightning Bolt,
Nas,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Boredoms,
The Pop Group,
June of 44,
Stetsasonic,
Prince Buster,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.