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 Congo and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Camberwell Now to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Jacob Miller,
Moebius,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Victims,
Adolescents,
Magma,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Blake Baxter,
Bush Tetras,
Soul II Soul,
Lungfish,
Infiniti,
Eve St. Jones,
Colin Newman,
David McCallum,
Quando Quango,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ken Boothe,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Birthday Party,
Wings,
Fugazi,
Soul Sonic Force,
Arcadia,
Aural Exciters,
Altered Images,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Moss Icon,
The Velvet Underground,
Kayak,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Maleditus Sound,
Gichy Dan,
Cymande,
Mandrill,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Knickerbockers,
Joy Division,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Fania All-Stars,
Avey Tare,
Al Stewart,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Zeros,
China Crisis,
Ornette Coleman,
Howard Jones,
The Gladiators,
Amazonics,
Wasted Youth,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Human League,
The Fuzztones,
Jeru the Damaja,
Yusef Lateef,
Ronan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed.
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.