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 South Sudan and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Unrelated Segments to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
the Swans,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Darondo,
Ice-T,
Big Daddy Kane,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Suburban Knight,
Y Pants,
Laurel Aitken,
The Fugs,
Skriet,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Young Marble Giants,
Sight & Sound,
Fatback Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Litter,
Bluetip,
Mars,
Jandek,
The Gap Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Todd Rundgren,
The Red Krayola,
T.S.O.L.,
Jacques Brel,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Stereo Dub,
Livin' Joy,
Buzzcocks,
Iggy Pop,
Tomorrow,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lower 48,
Q and Not U,
Stockholm Monsters,
Hoover,
The Sisters of Mercy,
MDC,
Chris & Cosey,
Toni Rubio,
Dark Day,
Man Eating Sloth,
Eric Copeland,
Fela Kuti,
The Knickerbockers,
Zapp,
David Bowie,
The Grass Roots,
The Invisible,
Rotary Connection,
New Age Steppers,
Josef K,
Bill Near,
June Days,
Niagra,
Terrestrial Tones,
Reuben Wilson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tears for Fears,
Masters at Work,
Rapeman,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.