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 Libya and from Portland.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Guru Guru to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Heavy D & The Boyz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
The Happenings,
Mark Hollis,
Little Man,
Eric Dolphy,
Black Flag,
This Heat,
Toni Rubio,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pantaleimon,
OOIOO,
Rhythm & Sound,
cv313,
Wally Richardson,
The Fall,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
One Last Wish,
Electric Prunes,
Cal Tjader,
Iggy Pop,
The Walker Brothers,
Barry Ungar,
Nico,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
D'Angelo,
The American Breed,
Banda Bassotti,
Bill Near,
The Mummies,
Nik Kershaw,
Mars,
Brass Construction,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Roxy Music,
Heaven 17,
Roger Hodgson,
The Fugs,
Chris & Cosey,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ralphi Rosario,
Visage,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Urselle,
Ronnie Foster,
ABBA,
Junior Murvin,
the Bar-Kays,
Pere Ubu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
E-Dancer,
Procol Harum,
Magazine,
Boredoms,
Ten City,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Alison Limerick,
Oneida,
In Retrospect,
Faust,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Delon & Dalcan,
Symarip, Symarip, Symarip, Symarip.
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.