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 Antigua and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 arpeggiator 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 Hasil Adkins to the dance 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 Blancmange. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
Yaz,
The Sound,
AZ,
Black Bananas,
The Fortunes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Association,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Misunderstood,
U.S. Maple,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Moss Icon,
The Offenders,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Trumans Water,
Accadde A,
Matthew Bourne,
The Residents,
The Remains,
Grauzone,
Byron Stingily,
The Invisible,
Visage,
Maleditus Sound,
Bizarre Inc.,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rod Modell,
Tim Buckley,
Public Enemy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Gap Band,
Man Parrish,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Beau Brummels,
New Order,
The Index,
The Evens,
Rotary Connection,
Jacob Miller,
The Searchers,
8 Eyed Spy,
Desert Stars,
Black Flag,
Boz Scaggs,
Sparks,
John Holt,
Easy Going,
The Dave Clark Five,
Parry Music,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Monochrome Set,
Shoche,
Lungfish,
Depeche Mode,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dennis Brown,
Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes.
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.