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 Solomon Islands and from Taipei.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Accra.
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 oboe 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 Cameo to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Heavy D & The Boyz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pere Ubu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
Lightning Bolt,
Half Japanese,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eric Dolphy,
Goldenarms,
The Sound,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Erykah Badu,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Michelle Simonal,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Juan Atkins,
Nick Fraelich,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Black Bananas,
Sparks,
Subhumans,
Khruangbin,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kerri Chandler,
Pagans,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Monks,
Grauzone,
Bronski Beat,
June Days,
A Certain Ratio,
Ronan,
Visage,
Sun Ra,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Moleskins,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Flash Fearless,
The Pop Group,
Shoche,
EPMD,
The Cure,
Ultra Naté,
Andrew Hill,
The Gun Club,
Cybotron,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Cowsills,
The J.B.'s,
Stetsasonic,
Swans,
Gregory Isaacs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Busters,
Nik Kershaw,
Connie Case,
Curtis Mayfield,
Zapp,
Country Joe & The Fish,
F. McDonald,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.