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 Zambia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lagos.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Durutti Column to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All Echo & the Bunnymen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
Stiv Bators,
Gabor Szabo,
Toni Rubio,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pussy Galore,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Monochrome Set,
Barry Ungar,
Bootsy Collins,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Josef K,
Charles Mingus,
Stereo Dub,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Steve Hackett,
The United States of America,
Grandmaster Flash,
Young Marble Giants,
Archie Shepp,
Popol Vuh,
Gang Green,
John Cale,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bobby Womack,
This Heat,
The Dave Clark Five,
Roger Hodgson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rosa Yemen,
Colin Newman,
Flipper,
Alphaville,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lakeside,
Terrestrial Tones,
Groovy Waters,
48th St. Collective,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Cramps,
Tom Boy,
Roy Ayers,
Glenn Branca,
Ronnie Foster,
Lucky Dragons,
The Sonics,
Vladislav Delay,
Altered Images,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bluetip,
The Selecter,
Marvin Gaye,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Glambeats Corp.,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Agitation Free,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.