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 Lithuania and from Winnipeg.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Absolute Body Control to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
The Young Rascals,
Nico,
The Misunderstood,
Section 25,
Matthew Halsall,
Minnie Riperton,
Joy Division,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jawbox,
The Busters,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Electric Prunes,
Camouflage,
Barrington Levy,
The Walker Brothers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jacob Miller,
Don Cherry,
H. Thieme,
New Order,
Erasure,
Spoonie Gee,
Blake Baxter,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Erykah Badu,
UT,
Scientists,
10cc,
Eddi Front,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Harmonia,
Fad Gadget,
Qualms,
Zapp,
Cluster,
The Fuzztones,
Piero Umiliani,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tom Boy,
Nirvana,
Bill Wells,
John Holt,
June Days,
Kerri Chandler,
Boz Scaggs,
Jeru the Damaja,
Moebius,
Monks,
Metal Thangz,
Shoche,
Gichy Dan,
Junior Murvin,
Heaven 17,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.