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 Ghana and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
F. McDonald,
Bill Wells,
Basic Channel,
Magazine,
Unwound,
Eric Copeland,
Peter & Gordon,
Oblivians,
The Fugs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pulsallama,
These Immortal Souls,
In Retrospect,
Symarip,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Girls At Our Best!,
La Düsseldorf,
Boz Scaggs,
The Searchers,
The Mojo Men,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Patti Smith,
Sam Rivers,
Fatback Band,
Tomorrow,
The Martian,
Das Ding,
The Standells,
The Music Machine,
Fluxion,
Soft Machine,
The Last Poets,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Deakin,
Silicon Teens,
Main Source,
The Dirtbombs,
Marvin Gaye,
The Seeds,
Tears for Fears,
Rosa Yemen,
Anthony Braxton,
Thompson Twins,
Organ,
Amon Düül,
Amon Düül II,
Loose Ends,
Bobby Womack,
Yusef Lateef,
Trumans Water,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Golliwogs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
New Order,
John Coltrane,
Rotary Connection,
Roxette,
Ronan,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.