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 Paraguay and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Hashim to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hoover,
Royal Trux,
Essential Logic,
Max Romeo,
Peter and Kerry,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Man Parrish,
Avey Tare,
Donald Byrd,
CMW,
Lower 48,
Tom Boy,
Jerry's Kids,
Amon Düül II,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Chris Corsano,
Sällskapet,
Fugazi,
Archie Shepp,
Parry Music,
Freddie Wadling,
Tres Demented,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Buzzcocks,
World's Most,
Slick Rick,
Bobby Womack,
The American Breed,
The Last Poets,
Alton Ellis,
Glambeats Corp.,
Marvin Gaye,
Shuggie Otis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Aloha Tigers,
Sam Rivers,
Sandy B,
Spandau Ballet,
Andrew Hill,
Eric Dolphy,
Mad Mike,
Bad Manners,
Sexual Harrassment,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Real Kids,
Connie Case,
Newcleus,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rhythm & Sound,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gabor Szabo,
Mission of Burma,
The Zeros,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ultra Naté,
Flamin' Groovies,
Glenn Branca,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Gories,
Skaos,
Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill.
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.