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 Jordan 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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the oboe 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Hood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Circle Jerks,
Slave,
Ralphi Rosario,
Al Stewart,
Eyeless In Gaza,
48th St. Collective,
Liliput,
The Doors,
Joey Negro,
Deadbeat,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cymande,
KRS-One,
Roxy Music,
Rufus Thomas,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Gap Band,
Thompson Twins,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lee Hazlewood,
Marvin Gaye,
Boredoms,
The Invisible,
Severed Heads,
Nick Fraelich,
Intrusion,
Negative Approach,
Ronan,
Ludus,
The Golliwogs,
Jandek,
The American Breed,
Hot Snakes,
Bush Tetras,
kango's stein massive,
Japan,
Black Flag,
Amon Düül II,
Avey Tare,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Audionom,
Graham Central Station,
Skriet,
Bill Near,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Todd Rundgren,
Malaria!,
The Star Department,
Skaos,
Black Pus,
Smog,
Joe Smooth,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Isaac Hayes,
JFA,
Nils Olav,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.