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 Iceland and from Accra.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Portland.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 World's Most to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Colin Newman,
Goldenarms,
The Doors,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jacob Miller,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pulsallama,
Cheater Slicks,
Gichy Dan,
Sight & Sound,
Urselle,
Pantytec,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Marcia Griffiths,
Darondo,
Andrew Hill,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Young Rascals,
Minor Threat,
Kayak,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Mojo Men,
the Slits,
Electric Prunes,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Boz Scaggs,
Echospace,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kurtis Blow,
Thee Headcoats,
Peter and Kerry,
The Tremeloes,
Roger Hodgson,
The Gun Club,
Altered Images,
A Certain Ratio,
Pylon,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Desert Stars,
Severed Heads,
Outsiders,
Bang On A Can,
Thompson Twins,
Maurizio,
The Detroit Cobras,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Neil Young,
Byron Stingily,
These Immortal Souls,
10cc,
Adolescents,
Sonic Youth,
Althea and Donna,
Rhythm & Sound,
Barbara Tucker,
Blake Baxter,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.