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 New Zealand and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the marimba 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Average White Band,
Accadde A,
Electric Prunes,
Mary Jane Girls,
John Coltrane,
The Sonics,
The Grass Roots,
Soulsonic Force,
Urselle,
The Red Krayola,
H. Thieme,
Glambeats Corp.,
CMW,
The Motions,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dawn Penn,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Television,
Soul Sonic Force,
Amon Düül II,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gil Scott Heron,
Boz Scaggs,
Eddi Front,
The Monochrome Set,
Yellowson,
Eric Dolphy,
Drexciya,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ralphi Rosario,
Glenn Branca,
Siglo XX,
Scan 7,
Malaria!,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
John Cale,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Girls At Our Best!,
ABC,
Tom Boy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Unwound,
X-Ray Spex,
The Gories,
Skaos,
The Star Department,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Minnie Riperton,
Fela Kuti,
Smog,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Victims,
The Gladiators,
Alton Ellis,
Marvin Gaye,
Junior Murvin,
Zapp,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.