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 Eritrea and from Columbus.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Soul II Soul 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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Oppenheimer Analysis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas 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?
The Fall,
Radiohead,
Jeff Lynne,
U.S. Maple,
The United States of America,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Surgeon,
Main Source,
The Offenders,
Crime,
the Sonics,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
E-Dancer,
Darondo,
Deadbeat,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
T.S.O.L.,
Dennis Brown,
Blake Baxter,
Idris Muhammad,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Mummies,
The Moleskins,
This Heat,
Ituana,
Howard Jones,
L. Decosne,
Patti Smith,
the Slits,
Procol Harum,
Gabor Szabo,
The Fuzztones,
Cybotron,
Freddie Wadling,
CMW,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tim Buckley,
Bobby Sherman,
Sound Behaviour,
Bang On A Can,
Matthew Bourne,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kaleidoscope,
Roy Ayers,
FM Einheit,
Yusef Lateef,
Q and Not U,
Black Flag,
Gang Gang Dance,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Music Machine,
Quando Quango,
Franke,
Bobby Byrd,
Fela Kuti,
Ponytail,
Ornette Coleman,
Neil Young,
Faust,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.