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 Ghana and from Bologna.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Alton Ellis,
DJ Sneak,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
Matthew Bourne,
Jawbox,
Blossom Toes,
Terry Callier,
Gang Gang Dance,
Prince Buster,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
June Days,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mad Mike,
The Walker Brothers,
Shuggie Otis,
Soft Cell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rufus Thomas,
Howard Jones,
K-Klass,
Althea and Donna,
Nick Fraelich,
Livin' Joy,
The Evens,
The Seeds,
Lower 48,
Talk Talk,
Quantec,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bobby Sherman,
Masters at Work,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
John Holt,
Sparks,
The Leaves,
Agitation Free,
Desert Stars,
Derrick May,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
cv313,
Absolute Body Control,
Colin Newman,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
ABC,
Newcleus,
Funky Four + One,
The Grass Roots,
The Modern Lovers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Brass Construction,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Count Five,
X-Ray Spex,
Lee Hazlewood,
AZ,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.