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 Bahrain and from Delhi.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 Eric Dolphy to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wolf Eyes,
Marmalade,
Brick,
Bauhaus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ituana,
Unwound,
Motorama,
Parry Music,
Moby Grape,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gang Gang Dance,
June Days,
Faust,
Jeff Lynne,
Cymande,
Leonard Cohen,
The Remains,
Dead Boys,
Eric Dolphy,
Michelle Simonal,
The Monochrome Set,
Desert Stars,
Eric Copeland,
June of 44,
Tom Boy,
MC5,
Rapeman,
The Cure,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
John Holt,
Kurtis Blow,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Country Teasers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Anthony Braxton,
Mantronix,
Patti Smith,
Kenny Larkin,
Skaos,
Accadde A,
Chris Corsano,
The United States of America,
Monolake,
Blossom Toes,
F. McDonald,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Normal,
Jimmy McGriff,
Absolute Body Control,
The Fortunes,
Ralphi Rosario,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Leaves,
Swell Maps,
Intrusion,
The Skatalites,
Scion,
L. Decosne,
Funkadelic,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.