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 Jakarta.
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 Lille and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Little Man to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a marimba and a linndrum 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 arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Jeff Lynne,
Piero Umiliani,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Trojans,
Black Moon,
Faust,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Vogues,
CMW,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
ABC,
Theoretical Girls,
Todd Terry,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bronski Beat,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Subhumans,
Aaron Thompson,
Todd Rundgren,
Terrestrial Tones,
Maleditus Sound,
Lyres,
Surgeon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eli Mardock,
Oblivians,
Tomorrow,
Moss Icon,
The Names,
OOIOO,
Depeche Mode,
Bauhaus,
Scientists,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Zero Boys,
Trumans Water,
Fad Gadget,
June Days,
Rapeman,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Arab on Radar,
David McCallum,
Bob Dylan,
Second Layer,
Sixth Finger,
Yusef Lateef,
Cymande,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Wake,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Martian,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pet Shop Boys,
Iggy Pop,
Josef K,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jimmy McGriff,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.