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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Robert Wyatt to the dance 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 The Blackbyrds. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Yellowson,
Hoover,
Donald Byrd,
Little Man,
R.M.O.,
Big Daddy Kane,
Peter & Gordon,
Peter and Kerry,
The Durutti Column,
Negative Approach,
DJ Style,
Black Flag,
The Blackbyrds,
Zero Boys,
Bill Wells,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sandy B,
The Human League,
Aswad,
Michelle Simonal,
Janne Schatter,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dave Gahan,
Essential Logic,
Archie Shepp,
Pole,
Spoonie Gee,
James White and The Blacks,
The Names,
The Moleskins,
Sun City Girls,
Main Source,
Jimmy McGriff,
Flash Fearless,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Maurizio,
Grauzone,
Hasil Adkins,
Althea and Donna,
Roy Ayers,
Niagra,
the Germs,
Simply Red,
Eddi Front,
Minny Pops,
Mad Mike,
John Cale,
The Litter,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Move,
Tears for Fears,
Alison Limerick,
Bang On A Can,
Lower 48,
Crooked Eye,
Black Moon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Zapp,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.