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 Turkey and from Manila.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Chris Corsano,
Deakin,
Quantec,
Livin' Joy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rod Modell,
Supertramp,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Funky Four + One,
Josef K,
Sight & Sound,
Cymande,
Banda Bassotti,
Unrelated Segments,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Masters at Work,
Piero Umiliani,
Man Eating Sloth,
Mr. Review,
Rakim,
Davy DMX,
Moss Icon,
Echospace,
ABC,
Khruangbin,
Suburban Knight,
Sarah Menescal,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Chrome,
Procol Harum,
Gabor Szabo,
Thee Headcoats,
Danielle Patucci,
The Stooges,
Crooked Eye,
Rufus Thomas,
Gastr Del Sol,
Prince Buster,
Magma,
Sällskapet,
Matthew Bourne,
Lungfish,
Parry Music,
Steve Hackett,
The Vogues,
Joensuu 1685,
The Walker Brothers,
The Sound,
Cal Tjader,
FM Einheit,
Sonic Youth,
L. Decosne,
Magazine,
The Move,
Von Mondo,
The Pop Group,
Easy Going,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.