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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 to the grime 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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Model 500 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terrestrial Tones 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
Lindisfarne,
Underground Resistance,
Soft Machine,
The Monks,
The Young Rascals,
The Sonics,
EPMD,
The Cowsills,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Frankie Knuckles,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Skatalites,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lyres,
Inner City,
Arcadia,
Scott Walker,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pantytec,
Malaria!,
a-ha,
Fear,
Donny Hathaway,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Massinfluence,
Scion,
Electric Prunes,
Black Moon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joyce Sims,
Steve Hackett,
Radiopuhelimet,
Leonard Cohen,
Cluster,
Cameo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Mr. Review,
Crooked Eye,
These Immortal Souls,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
DJ Sneak,
The Buckinghams,
Matthew Halsall,
Eurythmics,
Stiv Bators,
Khruangbin,
Das Ding,
Minutemen,
The Cure,
The Techniques,
Funky Four + One,
Funkadelic,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bobby Womack,
Hasil Adkins,
Sixth Finger,
Flipper,
The Index,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.