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 Tonga and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Move. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Lightning Bolt,
Scrapy,
Sonic Youth,
K-Klass,
Anthony Braxton,
Stetsasonic,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fluxion,
Pantaleimon,
Danielle Patucci,
Todd Terry,
Half Japanese,
Letta Mbulu,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Names,
Rakim,
Con Funk Shun,
Sam Rivers,
Sight & Sound,
Barrington Levy,
Cheater Slicks,
Godley & Creme,
Scott Walker,
Aloha Tigers,
X-102,
Camouflage,
Don Cherry,
Eddi Front,
Crooked Eye,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lalo Schifrin,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Moody Blues,
The Fuzztones,
Graham Central Station,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sun City Girls,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rites of Spring,
The Raincoats,
Jandek,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Boz Scaggs,
Morten Harket,
Eric Dolphy,
D'Angelo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Main Source,
Massinfluence,
MC5,
8 Eyed Spy,
Neu!,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Black Moon,
Lungfish,
X-101,
Eurythmics,
Absolute Body Control,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.