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 Mexico and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The New Christs to the punk 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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mark Hollis,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sly & The Family Stone,
cv313,
U.S. Maple,
Rites of Spring,
Moss Icon,
Mo-Dettes,
Eli Mardock,
Donald Byrd,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Absolute Body Control,
Nico,
Piero Umiliani,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Liliput,
Masters at Work,
OOIOO,
Flash Fearless,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Funky Four + One,
Aural Exciters,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Thee Headcoats,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Deadbeat,
Eve St. Jones,
Eurythmics,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Roxy Music,
Al Stewart,
A Certain Ratio,
Saccharine Trust,
The Sound,
The Star Department,
The Litter,
Vainqueur,
Barry Ungar,
Rufus Thomas,
Pylon,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lungfish,
The New Christs,
Scan 7,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kerrie Biddell,
Letta Mbulu,
The Shadows of Knight,
48th St. Collective,
The J.B.'s,
Nik Kershaw,
The Kinks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Crash Course in Science,
Kayak,
The Zeros,
Lalo Schifrin,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.