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 Marshall Islands and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Hashim to the grime 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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Make Up record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Judy Mowatt,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Tom Boy,
The Saints,
Minny Pops,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Fela Kuti,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Man Parrish,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Birthday Party,
Nico,
Camberwell Now,
The Invisible,
Pantaleimon,
Joy Division,
The Cure,
Television,
Basic Channel,
The Slackers,
Q65,
Yusef Lateef,
June Days,
Archie Shepp,
The Grass Roots,
Echospace,
The Motions,
Fear,
Wings,
Agent Orange,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jesper Dahlback,
Harpers Bizarre,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Letta Mbulu,
Fugazi,
Crash Course in Science,
Lee Hazlewood,
Visage,
Country Teasers,
Donny Hathaway,
Au Pairs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Unwound,
The Count Five,
Steve Hackett,
Pere Ubu,
Masters at Work,
Scion,
the Slits,
Soul II Soul,
Camouflage,
Alton Ellis,
Arthur Verocai,
Rekid,
Thompson Twins,
Joe Smooth,
Spandau Ballet,
Neu!,
Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman.
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.