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 Fiji and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Technova to the jazz 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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Colin Newman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fortunes,
Guru Guru,
Godley & Creme,
New Age Steppers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Happenings,
Urselle,
Monolake,
Junior Murvin,
Derrick May,
John Lydon,
Symarip,
Youth Brigade,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Crash Course in Science,
The Misunderstood,
T.S.O.L.,
Scrapy,
Slave,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Warsaw,
Pantytec,
Terry Callier,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Wasted Youth,
Yazoo,
Minutemen,
Tommy Roe,
The Slits,
E-Dancer,
Lucky Dragons,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Intrusion,
Eric B and Rakim,
Nico,
New Order,
Soul II Soul,
Franke,
Radio Birdman,
Eric Dolphy,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Names,
Oblivians,
Inner City,
Y Pants,
Todd Terry,
T. Rex,
Liliput,
The Velvet Underground,
Ronan,
Chris & Cosey,
Andrew Hill,
Thompson Twins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bluetip,
D'Angelo,
Cal Tjader,
The Raincoats,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ponytail,
Lou Reed,
Dead Boys,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.