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 Georgia and from Hong Kong.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rekid to the jazz 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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Trumans Water,
Loose Ends,
Nirvana,
Rakim,
Adolescents,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Byron Stingily,
The Gun Club,
Bob Dylan,
Hoover,
a-ha,
Monks,
Porter Ricks,
Crash Course in Science,
The Buckinghams,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gabor Szabo,
Harmonia,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Animal Collective,
Rekid,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Archie Shepp,
Joy Division,
Yaz,
Fear,
Sällskapet,
Ossler,
David Axelrod,
Kenny Larkin,
The Moleskins,
Pole,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Knickerbockers,
The Five Americans,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cheater Slicks,
Hot Snakes,
Eurythmics,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Arthur Verocai,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Fall,
Groovy Waters,
Traffic Nightmare,
Chrome,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Detroit Cobras,
Infiniti,
Grey Daturas,
H. Thieme,
Rod Modell,
Mark Hollis,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Television,
Wire,
Kerri Chandler,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.