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 Lebanon and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Stereo Dub to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Faraquet,
Adolescents,
Bizarre Inc.,
LL Cool J,
Television Personalities,
Carl Craig,
Dual Sessions,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Swans,
Circle Jerks,
Nils Olav,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
This Heat,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Maurizio,
The Litter,
The Moleskins,
Eurythmics,
PIL,
Gastr Del Sol,
Niagra,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pantaleimon,
Pole,
T. Rex,
Main Source,
Pierre Henry,
Frankie Knuckles,
Isaac Hayes,
Cecil Taylor,
Y Pants,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Avey Tare,
Gang of Four,
Sight & Sound,
Rotary Connection,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Curtis Mayfield,
Subhumans,
Mark Hollis,
Siglo XX,
The Angels of Light,
Model 500,
Duran Duran,
Q and Not U,
Quando Quango,
The Neon Judgement,
The Velvet Underground,
Barrington Levy,
Alton Ellis,
Bang On A Can,
The Martian,
Ohio Players,
Public Enemy,
Interpol,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Deepchord,
Simply Red,
The Flesh Eaters,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Arthur Verocai,
D'Angelo,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.