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 Bahrain and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Bill Near to the dance 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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic 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 grime 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 rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Alton Ellis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Soft Cell,
Cal Tjader,
Newcleus,
Shoche,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tears for Fears,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Joy Division,
Matthew Bourne,
The Fall,
The Five Americans,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tommy Roe,
Rites of Spring,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Severed Heads,
Yazoo,
Wings,
X-101,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Count Five,
10cc,
The Real Kids,
Max Romeo,
Kaleidoscope,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Pretty Things,
Mad Mike,
Second Layer,
Patti Smith,
Maurizio,
Arab on Radar,
Crash Course in Science,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Theoretical Girls,
Swell Maps,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Red Krayola,
the Normal,
The Electric Prunes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Boogie Down Productions,
Steve Hackett,
Zero Boys,
Magma,
Jacob Miller,
Deepchord,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Eurythmics,
Wolf Eyes,
The Pop Group,
Spoonie Gee,
Soft Machine,
This Heat,
Infiniti,
Brick,
Dennis Brown,
The Associates,
Visage,
Tropical Tobacco,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.