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 Beijing.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ralphi Rosario to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anthony Braxton,
Erykah Badu,
The Cramps,
Cameo,
The Blues Magoos,
Derrick May,
The Red Krayola,
Andrew Hill,
Dorothy Ashby,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Average White Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pantaleimon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Agitation Free,
Audionom,
Infiniti,
Lindisfarne,
Pantytec,
Rosa Yemen,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Remains,
Glenn Branca,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ossler,
Oneida,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Nik Kershaw,
Simply Red,
T.S.O.L.,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Selecter,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Brass Construction,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fatback Band,
Tears for Fears,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Joey Negro,
Flamin' Groovies,
Quando Quango,
The Count Five,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Faust,
Section 25,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ultra Naté,
Nation of Ulysses,
LL Cool J,
Harmonia,
Country Joe & The Fish,
the Sonics,
Youth Brigade,
Boogie Down Productions,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Severed Heads,
R.M.O.,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.