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 Mozambique and from Paris.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and New York.
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 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Index,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Surgeon,
Matthew Halsall,
Television,
Spoonie Gee,
The Skatalites,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Divine Comedy,
kango's stein massive,
Joey Negro,
Youth Brigade,
Aswad,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Funky Four + One,
Byron Stingily,
D'Angelo,
Animal Collective,
Average White Band,
Pagans,
T.S.O.L.,
The Dirtbombs,
The Fall,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
X-102,
X-101,
Faraquet,
Pole,
Soft Machine,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Detroit Cobras,
Quantec,
The Fuzztones,
Carl Craig,
Heaven 17,
The Buckinghams,
Danielle Patucci,
Massinfluence,
Lucky Dragons,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Skaos,
Yazoo,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Charles Mingus,
The Saints,
Sällskapet,
Dorothy Ashby,
Infiniti,
The Cowsills,
Donald Byrd,
Oneida,
Gregory Isaacs,
Unwound,
The Residents,
The Selecter,
Zapp,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Malaria!,
Joy Division,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.