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 Italy and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Country Teasers 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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Con Funk Shun,
The Happenings,
Wings,
The Detroit Cobras,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Morten Harket,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Accadde A,
China Crisis,
Pharoah Sanders,
Tomorrow,
Nico,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Stockholm Monsters,
X-101,
Derrick May,
Nils Olav,
Leonard Cohen,
Sonny Sharrock,
Main Source,
Oneida,
Matthew Halsall,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Andrew Hill,
Absolute Body Control,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Golliwogs,
Black Sheep,
Section 25,
Susan Cadogan,
Electric Prunes,
Stereo Dub,
Cameo,
DJ Sneak,
The Searchers,
Faust,
Lou Christie,
Kayak,
Brand Nubian,
The New Christs,
Magma,
Quadrant,
The Names,
Soulsonic Force,
Jandek,
Mission of Burma,
Blancmange,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Nirvana,
Angry Samoans,
Mark Hollis,
Toni Rubio,
Amon Düül,
Spoonie Gee,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Donny Hathaway,
The Associates,
Tim Buckley,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.