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 Thailand 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Roxy Music to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terry Callier,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Names,
Arab on Radar,
Nas,
Agitation Free,
Cluster,
Soulsonic Force,
The Moleskins,
Pulsallama,
Bill Wells,
OOIOO,
Soul II Soul,
Funkadelic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Whodini,
Franke,
Suicide,
Andrew Hill,
Radiopuhelimet,
Make Up,
Talk Talk,
Adolescents,
Inner City,
Derrick May,
Big Daddy Kane,
Stetsasonic,
Colin Newman,
Bobbi Humphrey,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The United States of America,
Roxette,
Johnny Clarke,
The Buckinghams,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Supertramp,
Crispian St. Peters,
Patti Smith,
Public Enemy,
The Index,
Heaven 17,
Easy Going,
Harmonia,
Reagan Youth,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Althea and Donna,
Arthur Verocai,
Cal Tjader,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Mighty Diamonds,
F. McDonald,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Toasters,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Golliwogs,
Banda Bassotti,
Steve Hackett,
Zero Boys,
Hoover,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bronski Beat,
Hashim,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.