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 South Sudan 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare 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 Mark Hollis to the funk 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 The Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispy Ambulance,
John Holt,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Standells,
Tim Buckley,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Warren Ellis,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jerry's Kids,
Ken Boothe,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Drexciya,
Steve Hackett,
Average White Band,
The Evens,
Flash Fearless,
Crime,
Skarface,
This Heat,
X-Ray Spex,
Au Pairs,
Johnny Clarke,
Oblivians,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Cowsills,
The Modern Lovers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Country Teasers,
AZ,
Sandy B,
Altered Images,
Groovy Waters,
The Remains,
Harmonia,
Symarip,
The Real Kids,
Absolute Body Control,
John Coltrane,
The Fire Engines,
Shuggie Otis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jeru the Damaja,
Brass Construction,
Theoretical Girls,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Grey Daturas,
Ituana,
Wasted Youth,
Chrome,
X-101,
Intrusion,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ronan,
Black Flag,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bobby Byrd,
Kenny Larkin,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.