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 Malta and from Bologna.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Cowsills to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Black Bananas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
FM Einheit,
Joe Finger,
cv313,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Underground Resistance,
New Age Steppers,
Laurel Aitken,
Fat Boys,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gregory Isaacs,
Adolescents,
The Red Krayola,
Grey Daturas,
The Kinks,
The Victims,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Basic Channel,
The Black Dice,
Dennis Brown,
Magma,
MC5,
Dawn Penn,
Leonard Cohen,
Sun Ra,
the Normal,
The Martian,
The Blackbyrds,
Piero Umiliani,
The Leaves,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
R.M.O.,
Deadbeat,
Von Mondo,
Television,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Glenn Branca,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pagans,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Germs,
The Five Americans,
AZ,
Matthew Halsall,
Todd Rundgren,
Blancmange,
Supertramp,
Minny Pops,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kayak,
ABBA,
Jacob Miller,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Michelle Simonal,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Simply Red,
Pierre Henry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Andrew Hill,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.