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 El Salvador and from Lyon.
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 Accra and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Divine Comedy to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Grandmaster Flash,
Tom Boy,
The Blackbyrds,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Dave Clark Five,
Spoonie Gee,
Bad Manners,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Make Up,
Mantronix,
Thompson Twins,
Nirvana,
Joe Finger,
Boz Scaggs,
the Fania All-Stars,
Piero Umiliani,
The Invisible,
The Angels of Light,
The Moleskins,
the Normal,
Young Marble Giants,
Barclay James Harvest,
T.S.O.L.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Schoolly D,
Erasure,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Janne Schatter,
Joensuu 1685,
Warren Ellis,
Barry Ungar,
Charles Mingus,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Simply Red,
Quantec,
The Misunderstood,
Robert Wyatt,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dorothy Ashby,
Flamin' Groovies,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Dual Sessions,
La Düsseldorf,
Mark Hollis,
Anthony Braxton,
Urselle,
Interpol,
World's Most,
Drexciya,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sam Rivers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Mojo Men,
DNA,
Mandrill,
Rites of Spring,
Funky Four + One,
Peter and Kerry,
Skarface,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.