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 Vanuatu and from Beijing.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe 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 Bobby Womack to the rap 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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bush Tetras,
Ralphi Rosario,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Technova,
Angry Samoans,
Pagans,
Grandmaster Flash,
Quando Quango,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Leonard Cohen,
The Cure,
Lucky Dragons,
Tim Buckley,
Massinfluence,
Neu!,
Smog,
Howard Jones,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gong,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Tropical Tobacco,
Arthur Verocai,
Flipper,
Mary Jane Girls,
X-102,
Country Teasers,
Mo-Dettes,
Soft Machine,
The Associates,
Porter Ricks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bobby Sherman,
Rosa Yemen,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Yusef Lateef,
The Cramps,
One Last Wish,
Lindisfarne,
Vainqueur,
Gabor Szabo,
The Birthday Party,
Joyce Sims,
Bad Manners,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Basic Channel,
The Evens,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eric B and Rakim,
Godley & Creme,
Joensuu 1685,
Boredoms,
Donald Byrd,
Kaleidoscope,
Groovy Waters,
Henry Cow,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Terrestrial Tones,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Q and Not U,
Subhumans,
Y Pants,
Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep.
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.